The love of God

 

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The love of God is greater far

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Than tongue or pen can ever tell

 

It goes beyond the highest star

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And reaches to the lowest hell

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The guilty pair, bowed down with care

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God gave His Son to win

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His erring child He reconciled

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And pardoned from his sin

 

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The love of God, how rich and pure

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How measureless and strong

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It shall forever more endure

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The saintís and angelís song

 

Could we with ink the ocean fill

And were the skies of parchment made

Were evíry stalk on earth a quill

And evíry man a scribe by trade

To write the love of God above

Would drain the ocean dry

Nor could the scroll contain the whole

Thoí stretced from sky to sky