The love that Jesus had for me, To suffer on the cruel tree. That I a ransomed soul might be, Is more than tongue can tell !
His love is more than tongue can tell ! . . . His love is more than tongue can tell ! . . . The love that Jesus had for me Is more than tongue can tell I
2. The bitter sorrow that He bore, And oh, that crown of thorns He That I might live for evermore, [wore, Is more than tongue can tell !
3. The peace I have in Him, my Lord, Who pleads before the throne of God, The merit of His precious blood, Is more than tongue can tell !
4. The joy that comes when He is near, The rest He gives, so free from fear, The hope in Him, so bright and clear, Is more than tongue can tell !