There's a wideness in God's mercy I cannot find in my own,
And he keeps his fire burning to melt this heart of stone,
Keeps me aching with a yearning,
Keeps me glad to have been caught in the reckless, raging fury that they call the love of God.

Now I've seen no band of angels, but I've heard the soldiers' songs,
Love hangs over them like a banner,
Love within them leads them on to the battle on the journey, and it's never gonna stop,
Ever widening their mercies and the fury of his love.

Oh, the love of God,
Oh, the love of God,
The love of God.

Joy and sorrow are this ocean and, in their every ebb and flow, now the Lord, a door has opened that all Hell could never close,
Here, I'm tested and made worthy,
Tossed about but lifted up in the reckless, raging fury that they call the love of God.