1 O mystery of love divine
That thought and thanks o'erpow'rs!
Lord Jesus, was our portion thine,
And is thy portion ours?
2 Didst thou fulfil each righteous deed,
God's perfect will express,
That we th' unfaithful ones might plead
Thy perfect faithfulness?
3 For thee the Father's hidden face?
For thee the bitter cry?
For us the Father's endless grace,
The song of victory?
4 Our load of sin and misery
Didst thou, the Sinless, bear?
Thy spotless robe of purity
Do we the sinners wear?
5 Thou, who our very place didst take,
Dwell in our very heart:
Thou, who thy portion ours dost make,
Thyself, thyself impart.
Amen.
Source: Trinity Hymnal #436