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The Love of Jesus
LOVE OF JESUS
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Author: |  |
W. E. Littlewood, 1831-1886 |
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Theodore E. Perkins, b. 1831 |
There is no love like the love of Jesus,
Never to fade or fall,
Till into the fold of the peace of God
He has gathered us all.
Refrain:
Jesus' love, precious love,
Boundless and pure and free;
O turn to that love, weary, wand'ring soul:
Jesus pleadeth with thee!
There is no eye like the eye of Jesus,
Piercing so far away;
Never out of sight of its tender light
Can the wanderer stray.
There is no voice like the voice of Jesus,
Tender and sweet its chime,
Like musical ring of a flowing spring
In the bright summertime.
There is no heart like the heart of Jesus,
Filled with a tender love;
No throb nor throe that our hearts can know,
But He feels it above.
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