Plunged in a Gulf of Dark Despair

Verse 1

Plunged in a gulf of dark despair
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.

Verse 2

With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and—O amazing love!—
He ran to our relief.

Verse 3

Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste He fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

Verse 4

O for this love let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour’s praises speak.

Verse 5

Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne’er be told.