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The love of our Savior, pure and deep,
Brings such great joy--makes me sing and weep.
I sing of the joy, the blessings I've ben given.
I weep for the trials and pains that for me have been ridden.
I laugh and I cry in grand ecstasy.
And raise my voice high for the gospel decreed to me.
I'll share it, I will, with pure testimony.
And raise God's kingdom, be a beacon for all to see.

I wrote this at church :-) I know I should have been paying attention, but I was wicked tired.