Our souls, so truly, never stressing.
His Love and grace, a sweetheart’s blessing;
Heaven’s just the stones we capture,
Filled with scopes of kindly rapture…
His mighty treasures, truth divined -
Those measured highways, routes consigned;
This lively effort, God develops…
All of Earth renews, envelops…
His volumes, glory, man bestowing -
Years of faith, those fires glowing.
God’s advantage, creatures’ lives;
Ebbs and flows, His presence thrives.
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