Immortal Love, forever full,
Forever flowing free,
Forever shared,for ever whole,
A never-ebbing sea !
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
In vain we search the low est deeps,
For him no depths can drown.
But warm, sweet, 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.
O Lord, and Master of us all,
Whate'er our name or sign,
We own thy sway, we hear thy call,
We test our lives by thine. Amen.