It is a thing most wonderful,
Almost too wonderful to be,
That God’s own Son should come from Heav’n,
And die to save a child like me.
And yet I know that it is true;
He chose a poor and humble lot,
And wept and toiled and mourned and died,
For love of those who loved Him not.
I cannot tell how He could love
A child so weak and full of sin;
His love must be most wonderful,
If He could die my love to win.
I sometimes think about the cross,
And shut my eyes, and try to see
The cruel nails and crown of thorns,
And Jesus crucified for me.
But even could I see Him die,
I could but see a little part
Of that great love, which, like a fire,
Is always burning in His heart.
It is most wonderful to know
His love for me so free and sure;
But ’tis more wonderful to see
My love for Him so faint and poor.
And yet I want to love Thee, Lord;
Oh, light the flame within my heart,
And I will love Thee more and more,
Until I see Thee as Thou art.
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- Tune: Herongate
- Meter: LM
- Style: Traditional English
- Composer: Unknown original arranger: Ralph Vaughan Williams (1872 – 1958)
- This arrangement: Copyright © 2011 Richard M S Irwin (b. 1955)
- Lyricist: William Walsham How (1823 – 1897)
- Lyrics Copyright Public Domain
- Performance ℗ 2018 Richard M S Irwin. Certain rights reserved.