The Love of God

If you search the universe for love in its most glorious display, you will find it in the person and the cross of Christ.

1 John 4:10 Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.

None of our words or thoughts can do justice to the free, astonishing love of a holy God towards sinners. However, the third verse of a beautiful song, The Love of God, comes close.

The poem was penciled on the wall of a narrow room in an insane asylum by a man said to have been demented. The profound lines were discovered when they laid him in his coffin.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,

And were the skies of parchment made,

Were every stalk on earth a quill,

And every man a scribe by trade;

To write the love of God above

Would drain the ocean dry;

Nor could the scroll contain the whole,

Though stretched from sky to sky.