* * The poetry of Ruth T. Whittlesey * *

How Great a Love!

I do not know, I cannot see

How Jesus Christ could die for me,

But this I know: I feel within

The Son of God paid for my sin.

Why should He do so much for me?

Was it a new-born Soul to win?

And would He do the same for you?

In my own heart I feel 'tis true.

Before you ask, the price is paid;

On the pure lamb the sin is laid.

He's slain to pay the price for you;

How great a gift God's love has made!

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