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Thy Boundless Love I Praise

Hymnal: Christian Life Songs #68 (1890) First Line: My God, thy boundless love I praise Languages: English Tune Title: [My God, thy boundless love I praise]
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Thy Boundless Love I Praise

Hymnal: Bright Light #177 (1893) First Line: My God, thy boundless love I praise Languages: English Tune Title: [My God, thy boundless love I praise]
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My God, Thy Boundless Love I Praise

Author: Henry Moore, 1732-18-2 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9532 Meter: 8.6.6 D Lyrics: 1 My God, Thy boundless love I praise; How bright on high its glories blaze; How sweetly bloom below! It streams from Thine eternal throne; Thro’ Heav’n its joys forever run, And all the earth o’erflow. 2 ’Tis love that paints the purple morn, And bids the clouds in air upborne, Their genial drops distill; In every vernal beam it glows, And breathes in every gale that blows, And glides in every rill. 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flowery beauties round, Whose sweets perfume the gale; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain, And smile on every vale. 4 Thus in Thy word I see it shine With grace and glories all divine, To earthly mortals giv’n; While faith, bright cherub, points the way, To realms of everlasting day, And opens all her Heav’n. 5 Then let the love, that makes me blest, With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude; And all my thoughts and passions tend To Thee, my Father and my friend, My soul’s eternal good. Languages: English Tune Title: EL NIÑO
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I Am A Little Child, 'Tis True

Author: Randall H. Ballantyne Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #16312 Meter: 8.6.6 D First Line: I am a lit­tle child, ’tis true Lyrics: 1 I am a lit­tle child, ’tis true, Yet some­thing sure­ly I may do To make the Sav­ior known; In love He has re­deemed my soul, He found me sick, He made me whole, And sealed me for His own. 2 And can I see the hea­then die, And use no means to bring them nigh, Nor Gos­pel mes­sage send? Can I en­joy my Fa­ther’s smile, And ne­ver think that, all the while, They have no Sav­ior friend? 3 Ah no! this would not be like Him Who died all na­tions to re­deem; And who has bid us pray, That all may know the love of God, And all be washed in Je­sus’ blood, Which takes their sins away. 4 And though I’ve lit­tle to bestow, Yet giv­en will­ing­ly, I know The lit­tle I can send, Will be as pleas­ing in His sight, As was the poor old wi­dow’s mite, Which Jesus did com­mend. 5 Then let me ne­ver think or say, That I’m too young a child to pray, Or give for Jesus’ sake: If done from love to Him alone, The feeb­lest effort He will own, And all the glo­ry take. Languages: English Tune Title: EL NIÑO

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