From the recording Corner of 17th & Faith
Written by David Blok
Lyrics
How high, how wide
Is the love of my God
The love of my God
So near, so dear
Is the love of my God to me
I’m arrested by your glory
Constrained to know your will
And I’m holding to your promises
I’m holding on still
And though no man may understand
You know my thoughts at hand
And bring passion
To the passionless soul that cries
How high, how wide
Is the love of my God
The love of my God
So near, so dear
Is the love of my God to me
I’m arrested by your glory
Constrained to know your will
And I’m holding to your promises
I’m holding on still
And though no man may understand
It’s you who holds my hand
And brings healing
To the wounded soul that cries
How high and how wide
Is the love of my God
How high, how wide
Is the love of my God
The love of my God
So near, so dear
Is the love of my God to me