O, why did Jesus leave His home
Above the bright blue sky,
And all the joys and transports there
To come on earth to die?
’Twas love, pure love, which brought Him from
Above the bright blue sky;
’Twas love, pure love, which made Him come,
To suffer, bleed, and die.
And now Lie’s gone, and lives again
Above the bright blue sky;
And all who taste His saving grace,
Shall live with Him on high.
’Twas Love, Pure Love!
O, why did Jesus leave His home
Above the bright blue sky,
And all the joys and transports there
To come on earth to die?
’Twas love, pure love, which brought Him from
Above the bright blue sky;
’Twas love, pure love, which made Him come,
To suffer, bleed, and die.
And now Lie’s gone, and lives again
Above the bright blue sky;
And all who taste His saving grace,
Shall live with Him on high.
O, blessed home of endless rest!
Sweet home of peace and joy!
How loud will be the song of praise
Above the bright blue sky!
Messages of God’s Love 5/22/1932