O love divine, amazing love,
that brought to earth from Heav'n above
The Son of God for us to die,
that we might dwell on high.
He died for you, He died for me,
and shed His blood to make us free.
Upon the cross of Calvary,
the Savior died for me.
For us a crown of thorns He bore,
for us a robe of scorn He wore.
He conquered death and rent the grave
and lives again our souls to save.
O wanderer, come, on Him believe,
His offered grace by faith receive.
Awake, arise, and hear Him call,
the feast is spread for all.