Cantique : like There no the Jesus of love love is

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

5

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

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

like There no the Jesus of love love is