L. M.
The joys of pardon.
Gibbons.
Forgiveness! ’tis a joyful sound
To malefactors doomed to die;
Publish the bliss the world around;
You seraphs, shout it from the sky!
2 ’Tis the rich gift of love divine;
’Tis full, outmeasuring every crime;
Unclouded shall its glories shine,
And feel no change by changing time.
3 For this stupendous love of heaven,
What grateful honors shall we show!
Where much transgression is forgiven,
Let love in equal ardors glow.
4 By this inspired, let all our days
With gospel holiness be crowned;
Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise
In all abide, in all abound.
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