Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade; To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry; Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretched from sky to sky.
~from the hymn The Love of God by Frederick Lehman
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i left a reply to your comment over on my blog. Thanks for that!
And that is an adorable picture.
I love that face!
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