Never to fade or fall,
Till into the fold of the peace 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.
2 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,
3 Oh, let us hark to the voice of Jesus !
Oh, may we never roam,
Till safe we rest on His loving breast
In the dear heavenly home.