01 - The King In All His Beauty

What love could remember, no wrongs we have done
<br>Omniscient, all-knowing, He counts not their sum
<br>Thrown into a sea without bottom or shore
<br>Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
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<br>What patience would wait as we constantly roam
<br>What Father so tender is calling us home
<br>He welcomes the weakest, the vilest, the poor
<br>Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
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<br>What riches of kindness He lavished on us
<br>His blood was the payment His life was the cost
<br>We stood 'neath a debt we could never afford
<br>Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
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<br>Praise the Lord
<br>His mercy is more
<br>Stronger than darkness
<br>New every morn'
<br>Our sins they are many, His mercy is more