The love of God

My Father in heaven so loves me that He is willing to send His Son, His only Son, the Son the He loved to die for me.



"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." - The love of God