glorycloud's Diaryland Diary

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Behold, What Love

Behold, what love, what boundless love,
The Father hath bestowed
On sinners lost, that we should be
Now called the sons of God!

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Behold, what manner of love!
What manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us,
That we, that we should be called,
Should be called the sons of God!

No longer far from Him but now
By precious blood made nigh,
Accepted in the Well beloved,
Near to God’s heart we lie.

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What we in glory soon shall be,
It doth not yet appear;
But when our precious Lord we see,
We shall His image bear.

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With such a blessèd hope in view,
We would more holy be,
More like our risen, glorious Lord,
Whose face we soon shall see.

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"[1] Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not.
[2] Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is.
[3] And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure." 1 John 3:1-3

http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/b/e/h/behwlove.htm

9:38 a.m. - 2015-08-13

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