455. Immortal Love, Forever Full

Immortal Love, forever full, Forever flowing free, Forever shared, forever whole, A never ebbing sea! We nay not climb the heavenly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down; In vain we search the lowest deeps, For him no depths can drown. But warm, so tender, even yet A present help is He; And faith has still its Olivet, And love its Galilee. The healing of His seamless dress Is by our beds of pain; We touch Him in life’s throng and press, And we are whole again. Through Him the first fond prayers are said, Our lips of childhood frame; The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with His name. O Lord and Master of us all: Whate’er our names or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives by Thine!