Cantique : of like love There Jesus is no the love

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

5

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

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

of like love There Jesus is no the love