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Such knowledge is too wonderful for me.
Psalm 139:6.
Blest Saviour! Friend divine!
Thou source of boundless love!
The hope of all thy saints on earth,
The joy of all above!
2 How can I tell thy worth!
How make thy glories known!
No language can thy goodness speak,
No tongue thy mercies own!
3 My words can not express
The sweetness of thy name!
Nor can my feeble lips declare
The wonders of thy fame!
4 Then take my trusting heart,
I can not give thee more;
Make rich my soul’s deep poverty,
From thine unwasting store!
W. T. Moore.