Loved by God, Lover of God
Glorious is the Lord that when wounds are smitten
Over the wounds His flaming love is written
We don't understand and never could
Why these wounds are given or should
But by faith a beautiful heart as a flower opens
To the Master who cannot stop loving us with sweet words to us spoken
Glorious is the Lord that when wounds are smitten
Over the wounds His flaming love is written
We don't understand and never could
Why these wounds are given or should
But by faith a beautiful heart as a flower opens
To the Master who cannot stop loving us with sweet words to us spoken
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