1 'Twas wondrous depth of heavenly love
That brought our Saviour from above
To walk with men, a sinful race,
To seek and save them by his grace.
2 He left his own majestic bliss,
To sojourn in a world like this;
Not to be honored as deserved,
But he was here as one who served.
3 He was a true and constant friend;
He loves his chosen to the end;
And to impress a lesson meet,
He washed his dear disciples' feet.
4 "Ye call me Lord, and that is true;
Then do as I have done to you;
Since 'tis your privilege to know,
You will be happy if you do."
|First Line:||'Twas wondrous depth of heavenly love|
|Author:||R. F. Cottrell|
|Topic:||The Church: Lord's Supper|
|Notes:||Alternate tunes: #538, 431, or 624.|