The Sweetest Love
How wonderful, how marvellous Thy name,
sweet syllables, delighting to the sense
are blessings to the heart, ever the same,
Your love and grace, Your glory so immense.
Words You have given shine to light the way
to freedom in eternity with You,
my mortal life quite happily to pay,
taste and every sense, with this frame...brand new.
Sweeter, like childish craving for confection,
than all the sugar cubes in Granny's dish,
honey and treacle, caramel perfection,
to ask, with assuredness You'll grant each wish.
My heart and head and hands and voice I raise,
mouth ready not to sup but sing Thy praise.
Quote: Psalm 119:103
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