Cantique : like is There no of love the Jesus love

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fall,
Till rest There is the love like the of Jesus,
Never of gathered the house God
He into to love or has of fade us no all.

wand’ring love,
Boundless, love, weary soul;
Jesus pleadeth turn thee. and to love, pure, that and precious Jesus’ free;
Oh, for

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the love;
No is heart no throe know;
But with nor He it above. of can Jesus,
Filled feels a our throb There heart hearts like tender that

wand’ring love,
Boundless, love, weary soul;
Jesus pleadeth turn thee. and to love, pure, that and precious Jesus’ free;
Oh, for

3

tender is its no Jesus,
Piercing far light
Can away;
Ne’er the eye of the out of like There sight the stray. so eye of wanderer

wand’ring love,
Boundless, love, weary soul;
Jesus pleadeth turn thee. and to love, pure, that and precious Jesus’ free;
Oh, for

4

bright summertime. its of voice sweet of the Jesus,
Tender like musical voice There a no spring
In the and is ring flowing chime;
Like

wand’ring love,
Boundless, love, weary soul;
Jesus pleadeth turn thee. and to love, pure, that and precious Jesus’ free;
Oh, for

5

let be Oh, with us Him breast,
And we’ll voice the rest shall we hark on Jesus!
Then of loving His shall we to never one! roam;
And

wand’ring love,
Boundless, love, weary soul;
Jesus pleadeth turn thee. and to love, pure, that and precious Jesus’ free;
Oh, for

like is There no of love the Jesus love