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That God is Love, unchanging Love, —
This truth of truths do I not know?
Unnumbered blessings from above
Forever come to tell me so.

What have I done, what can I do,
To purchase this perpetual feast?
Of all the proofs he loves me so
I am not worthy of the least.

Forgive, dear God, forgive, forgive!
Set free this self-bound heart of mine,
That I may learn for thee to live
The self-renouncing life divine.

There's no return that I can make
For all thy goodness. God, to me
But, doing all things for thy sake,
To lose, and find, myself in thee.
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