Tune: Deo Gracias-Agincourt · 3/4 · E
O Love, How Deep, How Broad, How High
Words: Unknown, 15th Century; Translated by Benjamin Webb, 1852, alt.
Key
Eoriginal
Tempo
140bpm
Key
Tempo · 140 bpm
Shown in the original key. The loop button repeats the tune for every verse; the last phrase serves as the introduction.
Words
- 1O love, how deep, how broad, how high, How passing thought and fantasy, That God, the Son of God, should take Our mortal form for mortals' sake!
- 2He sent no angel to our race Of higher or of lower place, But wore the robe of human frame And He Himself, to this world came.
- 3Nor willed He only to appear; His pleasure was to tarry here; And God and Man with man would be The space of thirty years and three.
- 4For us baptized, for us He bore His holy fast and hungered sore, For us temptations sharp He knew; For us the tempter overthrew.
- 5For us He prayed; for us He taught; For us His daily works He wrought; By words and signs and actions thus Still seeking not Himself, but us.
- 6For us to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed, For us He bore the cross's death, For us at length gave up His breath.
- 7For us He rose from death again; For us He went on high to reign; For us He sent His Spirit here, To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.
- 8All honor, laud, and glory be, O Jesus, virgin-born to Thee! All glory, as is ever meet To Father and to Paraclete.