HAMPTON HYMNAL. 3 I
3 For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man's mind;
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.
4 If our love were but more simple,
We should take him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord. -
36 (Messiah. 7rs. 8's.)
1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day,
Our triumphant holy-day:
He endured the cross and grave,
Sinners to redeem and save.
Lo! he rises, mighty king!
Where, O Death! is now thy sting?
Lo! he claims his native sky!
Grave! where is thy victory?
2 Sinners, see your ransom paid,
Peace with God forever made:
With our risen Saviour rise;
Claim with him the purchased skies,
Christ, the Lord, is risrn to-day
Our trimphant holy-day
Loud the song of victory raise;
Shout the great Redeemer's praise.