O Perfect Life of Love

Verse 1

O perfect life of love! All, all, is finished now, all that he left his throne above to do for us below.

Verse 2

No work is left undone of all the Father willed; his toil, his sorrows, one by one, the Scriptures have fulfilled.

Verse 3

No pain that we can share but he has felt its smart; all forms of human grief and care have pierced that tender heart.

Verse 4

And on his thorn-crowned head and on his sinless soul our sins in all their guilt were laid that he might make us whole.

Verse 5

In perfect love he dies; for me he dies, for me! O all-atoning Sacrifice, you died to make me free!

Verse 6

In ev'ry time of need, before the judgment throne, your works, O Lamb of God, I'll plead, your merits, not my own.