Oh, to remember the tenderness
With which God so loves us
Too often, absorbed in our feeble wants
We forget to thank Him thus
Oh, to remember Love’s tender price
He sent His son to give
His death, for us a sacrifice
So that we may live
Oh, to remember His love out-poured
From then unto this hour
God’s grace shed in redemption’s flood
Will never lose its power
Oh, to remember the tenderness
Of a heavenly Father’s love
Who gave His only begotten Son
His depth of love to prove
© Janet Martin
The first two lines in the poem were a comment from a reader
earlier today…its wonder rushed through me. Yes, Teri, oh to
remember!
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