Basking in the suns warm glow,
Wondering how God loves me so.
The Begotten Son delivered up,
So I were not to sip that cup.
Wondrous, eternal gracious call,
All my sin upon Him to fall.
All glory to God, and the Lamb forever.
By Gene Breed
Basking in the suns warm glow,
Wondering how God loves me so.
The Begotten Son delivered up,
So I were not to sip that cup.
Wondrous, eternal gracious call,
All my sin upon Him to fall.
All glory to God, and the Lamb forever.
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