The Lord abounds with tender love

The Lord abounds with tender love

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1 The Lord abounds with tender love,
And unexampled acts of grace:
His waken'd wrath doth slowly move,
His willing mercy flows apace.

2 God will not always harshly chide,
But with his anger quickly part;
And loves his punishments to guide,
More by his love than our desert.

3 As high as heav'n its arch extends
Above this little spot of clay,
So much his boundless love transcends
The small respects that we can pay.

4 As far as 'tis from east to west,
So far has he our sins remov'd;
Who with a father's tender breast,
Has such as fear him always lov'd.



Source: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Publick Worship #P.XXVIII

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