No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.
Friday, December 25, 2009
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I really enjoy your recent hymnody, Steve. Isn’t this little stanza a great one? The biblical theology and robust doctrinal content of the ol’ hymns are so alluring and soul-satisfying, especially when compared to singing forever about how “I could sing of [His} love forever.”
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Amen, Bro.
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