God Forgiver of All Ills
Oh God, forgiver of all ills,
To thee we lift one voice;
Through thee, our reason is instilled,
Our wills, granted free choice.
Upon the cross on Calvary,
Thy only Son forgave
The errors of humanity;
Our weakened souls, he saved.
Thy justice is all-merciful,
Rewarding self-control,
Then sparing tortures that befall
The sloth of weak, impassioned souls.
Thy heavens turn in symmetry,
To follow thy design,
The world obeys the Almighty,
For all power is thine.
Copyright © Alexandra Romanyshyn | Year Posted 2014
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