It is a thing most wonderful

It is a thing most wonderful,

Almost too wonderful to be,

That God’s own Son should come from heaven,

And die to save a child like me.

And yet I know that it is true:

He chose a poor and humble lot,

And wept, and toiled, and mourned, and died,

For love of those who love him not.

It is most wonderful to know

His love for me so free and sure;

But ‘tis more wonderful to see

My love for him so faint and poor.

And yet I want to love thee, Lord;

O light the flame within my heart,

And I will love thee more and more,

Until I see thee as thou art.

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