Sunday, January 13, 2008

The Love of God

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.
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure -
The saints' and angels' song!

Frederick M. Lehman
Meir Ben Isaac Nehorai
#156 in The Celebration Hymnal

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