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My Cup Runneth Over

"How can He but, in giving Him, lavish on us all things" (Rom. 8:32)

There is always something over,

When we trust our gracious Lord;

Every cup He fills o'erfloweth,

His great rivers all are broad.

Nothing narrow, nothing stinted,

Ever issues from His store;

To His own He gives full measure,

Running over, evermore.

There is always something over,

When we, from the Father's hand,

Take our portion with thanksgiving,

Praising for the path He planned.

Satisfaction, full and deepening,

Fills the soul, and lights the eye,

When the heart has trusted Jesus

All its need to satisfy.

There is always something over,

When we tell of all His love;

Unplumbed depths still lie beneath us,

Unscaled heights rise far above;

Human lips can never utter

All His wondrous tenderness,

We can only praise and wonder,

And His name forever bless.


Inspiring Blogvotionals

"Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing."


                             1 Thessalonians 5:11

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