It is a thing most wonderful (Brookfield)    

1) It is a thing most wonderful,
almost too wonderful to be,
that God's own Son should come from heav'n,
and die to save a child like me.

2) And yet I know that it is true:
He chose a poor and humble lot,
and wept and toiled and mourned and died
for love of those who loved Him not.

3) I cannot tell how He could love
a child so weak and full of sin;
His love must be most wonderful
if He could die my love to win.

4) I sometimes think about the cross,
and shut my eyes, and try to see
the cruel nails and crown of thorns,
and Jesus crucified for me.

5) But even could I see Him die,
I could but see a little part
of that great love which, like a fire,
is always burning in His heart.

6) It is most wonderful to know
His love for me so free and sure;
but 'tis more wonderful to see
my love for Him so faint and poor.

7) And yet I want to love Thee, Lord;
O light the flame within my heart,
and I will love Thee more and more,
until I see Thee as Thou art.