We Love.
We love; for Jesus loves,
We love his image here.
We love to meet, we love to pray,
And hold each other dear.
We know it’s of the Lord,
Or we could not unite
With those ne’er seen before
In bonds of sweet delight.
By this shall all men know,
One family we are.
Oh! could they know our joys,
And with us in them share!
There’s hope, we know there’s hope,
That mercy lingers yet,
Or we should cease to feel,
Their miseries forget.
We’ll feel as Jesus feels;
We’ll love and pity too;
We’ll weep, we’ll pray, we’ll plead,
And tell them it’s for you.
This love we’ll not give o’er
Though we endure their hate.
’Twill urge, Oh! come to Christ
Ere it shall be too late.
’Twill bring us at their feet
In attitude of prayer,
’Twill cry, O Lord, forgive,
And these yet longer spare.
He says, I hear your prayer,
I’ll save if they will come,
Oh! then to God return,
And have in Heaven a home.