I Will Sing of my Redeemer

Could we with ink the oceans fill and were the skies of parchment made? Were every stalk on earth a quill, and every man a scribe by trade? To write the love of God above would drain the oceans dry, nor could the whole contain the scroll,though spread from sky to sky!

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