What an incredible story about the hymn "The Love of God"

This story i ran across in my study has brought me to my knees. I see once more the power of God's love and his willingness to use broken people. I am reminded that great moments of inspiration come in our darkest times of isolation and lonliness. God loves to glory in the weakness of His children.

Hallelujah!

When in 1917 Frederick M. Lehman wrote this song in Pasadena, California, he was adding the first two stanzas and a chorus to the lines of a poem which, after a patient's death, had been found penciled on the wall of his room in an insane asylum. The general opinion was that this inmate, in moments of sanity, had adapted this poem from a centuries old Jewish poem called "Hadamut," which was written in 1096 by Rabbi Mayer, son of a cantor in the city of Worms, Germany. These lines were included among the 90 couplets of this poem:

"Were the sky of parchment made, A quill each reed, each twig and blade, Could we with ink the oceans fill, Were every man a scribe of skill, The marvelous story, Of God's great glory Would still remain untold; For He, most high The earth and sky Created alone of old."

These lines have been trans­lat­ed in­to at least 18 lang­uages.

The unnamed inmate of the insane asylum adapted these lines to read:

"Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor could the scroll contain the whole,
Tho stretched from sky to sky."