Immortal Love, for ever full

Immortal Love, for ever full,

For ever flowing free,

For ever shared, for ever whole,

A never ebbing sea.

Our outward lips confess thy Name

All other names above;

Love only knoweth whence it came,

And comprehendeth love.

We may not climb the heavenly steeps

To bring the Lord Christ down;

In vain we search the lowest 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.

Through Him the first fond prayers are said

Our lips of childhood frame;

The last low whispers of our dead

Are burdened with His Name.

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.