there is no love like

There is no love like the love of Jesus;

never to fade or fall,

till into the fold of the house of God

He has gathered us all.




Jesus’ love! precious love!

Boundless, and pure, and free;

oh, turn to that love, weary wandering soul,

Jesus pleadeth for thee!




There is no heart like the heart of Jesus,

filled with a tender love;

no throb nor throe that our hearts can know,

but He feels it above.




There is no eye like the eye of Jesus,

piercing so far away;

ne’er out of the sight of its tender light

can the wanderer stray.




There is no voice like the voice of Jesus,

tender and sweet its chime;

like musical ring of a flowing spring

in the bright summer time.




Oh, let us hark to the voice of Jesus!

Then we shall never roam;

and we shall rest on His loving breast,

all the way to our heavenly home.