There is a love that is sweeter than earth’s sweetest things,
A love that if free from alloy:
Not that jewels and wealth that the whole world could bring
Could purchase such rapturous joy.

Refrain
Let the web and the woof of God’s infinite love
Enfold me and wrap me about,
Till I stand with the saints and the angels above,
Safe home nevermore to go out.

There is peace in this Love, peace eternal and calm,
That soothes all our sorrow and woe;
There is health in its touch, like sweet Gilead’s balm,
That all who will test it may know.

There is power in this Love, power to quicken to dead,
A power that transfigures the soul,-
That gives joy for the ashes of sorrow and dread,
And life while the longs ages roll.