Richard M.S. Irwin - O Love, How Deep, How Broad, How High (Eisenach, Organ) Lyrics

O 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!

He sent no angel to our race
Of higher power or lower place
But wore the robe of human frame
Himself, and this lost world came

For us baptized, for us he bore
His holy fast and hunger sore
For us temptations sharp he knew
For us the tempter overthrew

For 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

For 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

All honor, laud, and glory be
O Jesus, virgin-born, to thee
Whom with the Father we adore
And Holy Ghost, forevermore