Unfailing Love

He took away the love of those

Whom I had loved so well,

And what it cost my grieving soul

No word nor pen could tell.

But as I leaned against His heart,

Wounded and crushed and sore,

I deeply drank of truer love

Than I had known before;

A love that knows no selfish aim,

That trial cannot kill,

That chides me for my faults, ah, yes,

But keeps on loving still.

Dear Lord, in Thine omnipotence

Thou surely couldst recall

My many sins of yesterday,

Remind me of them all;

But love like Thine delights to cast

Them in the deepest sea

And will remember them no more

Through all eternity.

Earth holds so many hungry hearts,

To men be this the sign

That we are Thy disciples, Lord,

Give us a love like Thine.