Cantique : of no the like There love is Jesus love

1

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

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

2

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

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

3

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

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

4

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

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

5

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

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

of no the like There love is Jesus love