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The Love of Christ
How broad is Christ's love?
Oh, as broad as man's trespass,
As wide as the need of the world can be;
yet to the need of one soul it can narrow--
He came to the world and He came to me.
How long is Christ's love?
Without end or beginning,
Eternal as God and His life it must be,
For, to everlasting as from everlasting
He loveth the world and He loveth me.
How deep is Christ's love?
Oh, as deep as man's sinning.
As low as the uttermost vileness can be;
In the fathomless gulf of the Father's forsaking
He died for the world and He died for me.
How high is Christ's love?
It is high as the heavens,
As high as the throne of His glory must be;
And yet from that height He hath stooped to redeem us--
He so loved the world and He so loved me.
How great is Christ's love?
Oh, it passeth all knowledge,
No man's comprehension its measure can be;
It filleth the world, yet each heart may contain it--
He so loves the world and He so loves me.
Annie Johnson Flint
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