| God’s Love We may never know the depth of your Love. We can only see the acts, like a dove. Flying high above. The fullness of your love. The beauty of your creation. A gift to the nations. Your Son a blessing of love. You sent Him from heaven above. As He ascended from on high. The angels sang a cry. Holy, Holy, Holy from the sky. As the shepherds wondered why. The heavens opened to their eye. The heavenly host they did see. A call of love to all humanity. With the trumpet of victory. You came yourself for nothing less would do. That we may return to you. By Johnnie Amberson |
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| Remember always to walk in love, for the Father loves you as much as He loves Jesus. (John chapter 17) |