Luke 6: Father Thy boundless love we find

Father Thy boundless love we find,
E-mbracing our whole ransom'd kind,
Thy love to all Thy works extends,
Thy tender mercy never ends;
Thy kindness no distinction knows
Of bad or good, of friends or foes,
Thy love unmix'd Thy grace is free
To evil and unthankful me.

O could I Thee my pattern make.
Thy nature, mind, and Spirit partake.
And all the ransom'd souls that live
Alike into my heart receive.
By indiscriminating love
My second birth and sonship prove,
And thus ensure the' immortal prize,
And thus regain my paradise.