Infinite Love! What Precious Stores

1Infinite Love! what precious stores
Thy mercy has opened for us!
The costliest gems, the richest ores,
Could never have endowed us thus.

2But thy soft hand, O gracious Lord,
Can draw from poverty the spring;
And thy rich bounty to our board
Can bread for hungering sinners bring.

3How rich the grace! the gift how free!
'Tis only 'ask,'—it shall be given;
'Tis only 'knock,' and thou shalt see
The open door that leads to heaven.

4O then arise, and take the good,
So full and freely proffered thee,
Remembering that it cost the blood
Of Him who died on Calvary.