THE LOVE OF GOD,

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International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, Cal. · May 7, 1885

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 11, No. 18.

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THE LOVE OF GOD,

O LOVE of God, no word can spell, Nor language tell, What wonders in thee dwell; The heart that feels thy mighty thrill Receives its fill Of joy unspeakable.
It was this love that moved our God To send the Lord, The blest eternal Word, To save our fallen, guilty race From hell's dark place, Through his own sov'reign grace.
It is this love that to us brings All heav'nly things Upon its golden wings, And lightens all the pain and care We're called to bear, While foot-sore pilgrims here.
It gives us heart to watch and pray, And walk God's way From this to perfect day, And makes this world an Eden-bower, From hour to hour, To those who feel its power.
O Father, God! send from above The heav'nly Dove, To breathe in me this love, And let this precious bliss divine, Now, at this time, O gracious Lord, be mine. —Sel.