C.M. sung to Wiltshire 1 O GOD of love, how measureless Thy thoughts to us are shown! More precious they than tongue can tell, Their fulness none have known! 2 We can but bless Thee for the light Which shines in Christ Thy Son, The favour of Thy countenance, Which He for us has won. 3 Our hearts are more than filled with joy, Our cup indeed runs o'er, And, Father, in Thy presence now We worship and adore. 4 We boast in Thee, Thou Source of good, Thy glory fills our sight, Now reconciled through Jesus' death, We praise with great delight. | Alternative tunes (C.M.) |