Infinite Love! what precious stores
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Infinite Love! what precious storesThy mercy has prepared for us!The costliest gems, the richest ores,Could never have endowed us thus.
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But thy soft hand, O gracious Lord,Can draw from suffering souls the sting;And thy rich bounty to our boardCan bread for hungering sinners bring.
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How rich the grace! the gift how free!'T is only "ask,"—it shall be given;'T is only "knock," and thou shalt seeThe opening door that leads to heaven.
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O then arise, and take the good,So full and freely proffered thee,Remembering that it cost the bloodOf Him who died on Calvary.