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God is Love.

1 GOD is love: his mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens :
God is wisdom, God is love.

2 Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays, and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never:
God is wisdom, God is love.

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth
Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth:
God is wisdom, God is love.

4 He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere his glory shineth:
God is wisdom, God is love.

A spring whose blessings never fail, A sea without a shore.

2 Sun, moon, and stars thy love declare In every golden ray:

Love draws the curtains of the night,
And love brings back the day.

3 Thy bounty every season crowns,
With all the bliss it yields;
With joyful clusters loads the vines,
With strengthening grain the fields.

4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord,
Is in the gospel seen:
There, like a sun, thy mercy shines,
Without a cloud between.

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A highway for our God:

He walks amidst the desert-land; "Tis Eden where he trod.

3 The forests in his strength rejoice:
Hark! on the evening breeze,
As once of old, Jehovah's voice
Is heard among the trees.

4 In every stream his bounty flows,
Diffusing joy and wealth;
In every breeze his spirit blows, -
The breath of life and health.

5 His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth,

That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers, And rings with infant mirth.

6 If God hath made this world so fair. Where sin and death abound. How beautiful, beyond compare, Will paradise be found!

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That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing seas abroad,

And built the lofty skies.

I sing the wisdom that ordained

The sun to rule the day:

The moon shines full at his command,

And all the stars obey.

2 I sing the goodness of the Lord,

That filled the earth with food:

He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.
Lord, how thy wonders are displayed,
Where'er I turn my eye;
If I survey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky!

3 There's not a plant or flower below,
But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from thy throne.
Creatures that borrow life from thee

Are subject to thy care:
There's not a place where we can flee,
But God is present there