the love of god is greater far than tongue or pen can ever tell it goes beyond the highest start and reaches to the lowest hell the guilty pair bow down the care god gave his son to win his erring child he reconciled and pardoned from his sin you are in love with me you are in love oh joy you are in love with me oh joy you are in love with me you are in love oh joy you are in love with me oh joy 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 you are in love with me you are in love oh joy you are in love with me oh joy you are in love with me you are in love oh joy you are in love with me oh joy even though i make a mess of things you love me in the middle of it even your thoughts are more than i deserve i cant even start to explain it even though i make a mess of things you love me in the middle of it even your thoughts are more than i deserve i cant even start to explain it  you are in love with me you are in love oh joy you are in love with me oh joy you are in love with me you are in love oh joy you are in love with me oh joy 