Our God Is Love

Is there a brother man whose needIs a loving word, a kindly deed?Is there a friend who seems to fearOppression's yoke too hard to bear?Is there someone who labors throughBeliefs of sickness, want, and woe,Then help me, Father dear, to shareWith those oppressed by so much care.The love Thou hast bestowed on meIs theirs to have abundantly.Help me to point to them the wayThat leads to the eternal day;And in their turn, they too will findSomeone to whom they may be kind.Thus all will learn of Thee aboveWho art to all a God of love.

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