{title:The Love of God}
{artist:Reawaken Hymns}
{key:Eb}
{tempo: 65}
{time: 3/4}

{comment:Intro}
[Eb] [Bb] [Eb] | [Eb] [Bb] [Eb] 

{comment:Verse 1}
The love of [Eb]God is [Ab]greater [Eb]far
Than tongue or [Bb]pen can ever [Eb]tell
It goes be[Eb]yond the [Ab]highest [Eb]star
And reaches [Bb]to the lowest [Eb]hell
The guilty p[Ab]air, bowed down with c[Eb]are
God gave His [Bb]Son to [Eb]win 
His erring c[Ab]hild He reconc[Eb]iled
And pardoned [Bb]from his [Eb]sin 

{comment:Interlude}
[Eb] [Bb] [Eb] 

{comment:Verse 2}
When mortal t[Eb]ime shall [Ab]pass a[Eb]way
And earthly [Bb]thrones and kingdoms f[Eb]all
When men who [Eb]here ref[Ab]use to p[Eb]ray
On rocks and [Bb]hills and mountains c[Eb]all
Gods love, so s[Ab]ure, shall still en[Eb]dure
All measurel[Bb]ess and s[Eb]trong
Redeeming g[Ab]race to Adams r[Eb]ace
The saints and a[Bb]ngels s[Eb]ong

{start_of_chorus}
Oh love of [Ab]God, how rich and p[Eb]ure
How measurel[Bb]ess and s[Eb]trong 
It shall for[Ab]evermore en[Eb]dure
The saints and [Bb]angels [Eb]song 
{end_of_chorus} 

{comment:Interlude}

{comment:Verse 3}
Could we with [Eb]ink the o[Ab]cean f[Eb]ill
And were the s[Bb]kies of parchment [Eb]made
Were every s[Eb]talk on e[Ab]arth a q[Eb]uill
And every [Bb]man a scribe by t[Eb]rade
To write the l[Ab]ove of God a[Eb]bove
Would drain the o[Bb]cean [Eb]dry
Nor could the s[Ab]croll contain the [Eb]whole
Tho' stretched from [Bb]sky to [Eb]sky

{comment:Chorus}

{comment:Instrumental}
[Eb] [Bb] [Eb] | [Eb] [Bb] [Eb] 

{comment:Chorus}