Because of His great love for us, God, who is rich in mercy, made us alive with Christ even when we were dead in transgressions.@Ephesians 2:4-5

Henry Moore (1732-1802).

El Niño Solomon W. Straub, Bright Light (Chicago, Illinois: S. W. Straub & Company, 1893), page 177 (🔊 pdf nwc).

My God, Thy boundless love I praise;
How bright on high its glories blaze;
How sweetly bloom below!
It streams from Thine eternal throne;
Thro’ Heav’n its joys forever run,
And all the earth o’erflow.

’Tis love that paints the purple morn,
And bids the clouds in air upborne,
Their genial drops distill;
In every vernal beam it glows,
And breathes in every gale that blows,
And glides in every rill.

It robes in cheerful green the ground,
And pours its flowery beauties round,
Whose sweets perfume the gale;
Its bounties richly spread the plain,
The blushing fruit, the golden grain,
And smile on every vale.

Thus in Thy word I see it shine
With grace and glories all divine,
To earthly mortals giv’n;
While faith, bright cherub, points the way,
To realms of everlasting day,
And opens all her Heav’n.

Then let the love, that makes me blest,
With cheerful praise inspire my breast,
And ardent gratitude;
And all my thoughts and passions tend
To Thee, my Father and my friend,
My soul’s eternal good.