Author:		W. E. Littlewood, 1831-1886
Musician:		Theodore E. Perkins, b. 1831

There is no love like the love of Jesus,
Never to fade or fall,
Till into the fold of the peace of God
He has gathered us all.

Refrain:
Jesus' love, precious love,
Boundless and pure and free;
O turn to that love, weary, wand'ring soul:
Jesus pleadeth with thee!

There is no eye like the eye of Jesus,
Piercing so far away;
Never out of 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 summertime.

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.