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The moon was gleaming brightly. Upon the grass, dew drops did glisten. 'Twas just a while before the twilight, Makes us want to stop and closely listen ... To the miracle, there, before us, enfolding What the Lord has wrought for us to see; With all the greatness and splendour of His moulding, Of all the land and all the sea. Just look up. A glittering grand old star And the clouds and sky, the sun and moon to behold; What wondrous miracles, up so far ... All the things for us He made, in His book. we're told. You see, to Him, it was, for us, a lovely garden Until old Satan came and entered therein And, then, man's heart he did harden; And, in the garden, entered that old sin. He filled the void with sea, sky, and all the world ... To make the beautiful garden of Eden for you and me. What vibrant power our Lord did hurl, So we might with Him forever be. He gave His only Son that old cross to bear. It must have broken His heart, with an awful pang. So many people without a care, while His Son, Jesus, for our sins, did on that old cross hang. |
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