1 O love, how deep, how broad, how high,
how passing thought and fantasy,
that God, the Son of God, should take
our mortal form for mortals' sake!
2 For us baptized, for us he bore
his holy fast and hungered sore;
for us temptation sharp he knew,
for us the tempter overthrew.
3 For us he prayed; for us he taught;
for us his daily works he wrought:
by words and signs and actions thus
still seeking not himself, but us.
4 For us to evil pow'r betrayed,
scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed,
he bore the shameful cross and death,
for us gave up his dying breath.
5 For us he rose from death again;
for us he went on high to reign;
for us he sent his Spirit here
to guide, to comfort, and to cheer.
6 All glory to our Lord and God
for love so deep, so high, so broad --
the Trinity, whom we adore
forever and forevermore.
|First Line:||O Love, how deep, how broad, how high|
|Title:||O Love, How Deep, How Broad, How High|
|Author (attr.):||Thomas à Kempis|
|Translator:||J. M. Neale (1851, alt.)|
|Translator:||Benjamin Webb (1851, alt.)|
|Topic:||Doxologies (Other, last verses of); Jesus Christ: Life and Ministry|
|Source:||O amor quam ecstaticus|
|Name:||DEUS TUORUM MILITUM|
|Source:||Grenoble Antiphoner (1753) (melody)|