There is no love like the love of Jesus—
Never to fade nor fall,
Till into the fold of the peace of God
He has gathered us all.
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.
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.
Jesus' love, precious love,
Boundless and pure and free;
O turn to that love, weary, wandering soul
Jesus pleadeth with thee.
Messages of God’s Love 8/31/1930