The Love of God [repost]

The love of God is greater far Than tounge or pen can ever tell It goes beyond the highest star And reaches to the lowest hell The guilty pair, bowed down with care God gave His Son to win His erring child He reconciled And pardoned from his sin When time on earth shall pass away And worldly thrones And kingdoms fall When all men here refuse to pray On rocks and hills and mountains call God's love so sure will yet endure All measureless and strong Redeeming Grace to Adam's race The saint's and angel's song Were all the oceans with ink filled And 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 oceans dry Nor could the scroll Containthe whole Though stretched from sky to sky O love of God, so rich and pure So measureless and strong It will forevermore endure The saint's and angel's song Partially written by F.M. Lehman

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