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8s, 7s & 4s.
Love of God, all love excelling.
W. T. Moore.
Love of God, all love excelling! How can I its wonders tell! Now, my troubled spirit quelling, Now, it breaks the powers of hell: O what mercies Start beneath its magic spell! | 2 Love of God, all love embracing In its wide extended arms; All our doubts and fears displacing, Saves our souls from death’s alarms: O what sweetness Dwells within its blissful charms! | 3 Love of God, all love possessing! Filling all our souls with joy; Pouring on each heart a blessing, Which no time can e’er destroy: Now may praises All our hearts and tongues employ. | 4 Love of God, all love extending Far o’er sea and ocean strands; Thou art on the breezes sending Joyful news to distant lands: May thy triumphs Bind the world within thy bands. | |