HE MUST BE LOVE

Lowell Alexander

What kind of God could shape the earth and stars

Yet watch o'er the sparrow as it flies?

What kind of Father could forgive the failing heart

And dry the tears that sinners cry?

If eyes could know one glimpse of heaven . . .

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He must be beauty and splendor

He must have strong hands that guide with gentle touch

He must be hope, and He must be joy

But more than these He must be love

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What kind of Lord would build for us a place

With seas of glass and mansions high?

What kind of Friend would save us from the grave

By giving His own Son to die?

If hearts could see for just one moment . . .

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