How might the one with copious words
relay the worth of One so vast
whose humbled head bows beneath
the ancient of days to everlast
Creator of the universe
and all that be within
beyond the scope to thus perceive
of all that be of Him
Whose loving grace extends forthwith
much more increased to me
the worst of swine of all mankind
possessed and ruled by thee
And sin's great hold thou hast released
by thy foreboding death
redeeming life afforded me
of cost thy fleeting breath
And bow my head my humbled heart
acknowledge thou art God
return my love and serve my best
while living 'pon this sod
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