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THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. |
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2 | Thou waitest to be gracious still; Thou dost with sinners bear, That, saved, we may Thy goodness feel, And all Thy grace declare. |
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3 | Thy goodness and Thy Truth to me, To every saint, abound, A vast, unfathomable sea, Whose depths we cannot sound. |
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4 | Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are, A rock that cannot move! A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. |
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5 | Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And while the Truth of God remains, Such goodness shall endure. |
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Charles Wesley, 1707-88 |