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| There is no love like the love of Jesus, 
 
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|  | 1. | There is no love like the love of Jesus, | 
|  |  | Never to fade or fall, | 
|  |  | Till into the rest of the house of God | 
|  |  | He has gathered us all. | 
|  |  | Jesus' love, precious love, | 
|  |  | Boundless, and pure, and free; | 
|  |  | Oh, turn to that love, weary | 
|  |  | wand'ring 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. | 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. | 
|  | 4. | 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. | 
|  | 5. | Oh, let us hark to the voice of Jesus! | 
|  |  | Then we shall never roam; | 
|  |  | And we shall rest on His loving breast, | 
|  |  | And with Him we'll be one! |