I hear the words of love,

I hear the words of love,
I gaze upon the blood,
I see the mighty Sacrifice,
And I have peace with God.

2 'Tis everlasting peace !
Sure as Jehovah's name ;
Tis stable as His steadfast throne,
For evermore the same.

3 The clouds may go and come,
And storms may sweep my sky —
This blood-sealed friendship changes not :
The cross is ever nigh.

4 My love is ofttimes low,
My joy still ebbs and flows ;
But peace with Him remains the
No change Jehovah knows, [same —

5 I change, He changes not,
The Christ can never die ;
His love, not mine, the resting-place,
His truth, not mine, the tie.