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GOD IS LOVE.
Methought I saw a prattling child
That on beside its father walked,
And awe was on its lifted face,
And of a loving God they talked.
That on beside its father walked,
And awe was on its lifted face,
And of a loving God they talked.
And “God will love me?” said the child;
And then the father's voice I heard,
“On yon blue heavens his promise read,
In you sweet flower behold his word.”
And then the father's voice I heard,
“On yon blue heavens his promise read,
In you sweet flower behold his word.”
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