paroles de chanson The Love Of God - Welove
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.
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,
Though
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.
O
love
of
God,
how
rich
and
pure!
How
measureless
and
strong!
It
shall
forevermore
endure
The
saints'
and
angels'
song.
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