1- 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 He erring child he reconciled and pardoned from his son O love of god, how rich and pure how measureless and strong It shall forever more endure the saints and angels song 2- Could we with ink the ocean fill and were the skies of parchment made Where 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 skyJ'ai envie de crier Som už vykúpený Жакын калып бул дүйнөнүн бүтөр күнү Бид ерөөлтэй A TANG CHUNGAH KA UM! Dove la fede costa di più Величайте Господа أنا بدي Сөйимән мән Сени, Әйса Мәсиһ Helig, helig, helig
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