There was ne­ver a prince so roy­al,
So wor­thy of death­less fame;
There was ne­ver a friend so loy­al,
Such an ocean of love in a name!
There were ne­ver such springs of sweet­ness,
Such streams of in­ef­fa­ble bliss,
Such pow­ers of ho­ly meet­ness
As welled in that heart of His.

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O grace of God, so bound­less!
O love of Christ, so true!
Has sin your soul so blind­ed,
That Je­sus is no­thing to you?

Ever bu­sy His hands with kind­ness,
His lips ov­er­flowed with grace,
While His feet were im­pelled to mer­cy,
Love im­mor­tal il­lum­ined His face.
And yet ne­ver a fiend did fa­thom
Such depth of de­ri­sion and shame,
And ne­ver the vil­est trai­tor
Did bear such a bur­den of blame.

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There were ne­ver such floods of sor­row,
Such grief as the Sav­ior braved,
As were brim­ming His cup on Cal­va­ry,
When He drained it that we might be saved.
O, was ev­er a heart so hard­ened,
And can such in­gra­ti­tude be,
That one for whom Je­sus suf­fered
Will say, It is no­thing to me?

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