i just wanto be a trophy of His grace and be safe in a crazy home.
pls sing this hymm out loud to yourself all over again if you're feeling alone, confused, scared or just simply abit starvedof love.
i can't believe the lyrics of this song was found scribbled on the wall of an asylum. no way the person who knew the love of God could be insane. if thats where they keep people who know his love, then i am taking consolation coz i'm housed in something akin to an asylum. and i know i'm in the thick of his plan. so there.
the love of God is greater far
than tongue 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
o love of God how rich and pure!
how measureless and strong
it shall forevermore endure
the saints and angels' song
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 teh love of God above
would drain the ocean dry
nor could the scroll contain the whole
tho' stretched from sky to sky
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