1. What a precious ground of grace
Love displayeth;
When one in the bond of peace
Faithful stayeth!
Without love this life is naught:
True abideth;
Love life’s worth provideth.
2. Where love is there feather-light
Is each burden,
Though it threaten with its might,
Yet our guerdon
Is the love of our deal Lord! –
One may query:
Is there aught to carry?
3. Then to Christ give heart and mind
In surrender;
For in Him the soul will find
Love most tender;
If to Him we give our all,
Though paths lengthen,
Love each step will strengthen.
4. Thus in Him, our minds and hearts,
Grace receiving,
Do the work His love imparts
Without grieving;
Meeting with likeminded hearts
Is elating
Humbling, elevating.
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