1 Sweetly sing the love of Jesus,
Love for you and love for me;
Heaven’s light is not more cheering,
Heaven’s dews are not more free.
As a child, in pain or terror,
Hides him in His mother’s breast,
As a sailor seeks the haven,—
We would come to Him for rest.
Sweetly sing the love of Jesus,
Love for you and love for me;
Heaven’s light is not more cheering,
Heaven’s dews are not more free.

2 Softly sing the love of Jesus,
For our hearts are full of tears,
As we think how—walking humbly
This low earth for weary years,
Without riches, without dwelling,
Wounded sore by foe and friend,
In the Garden, and in dying—
Jesus loved us to the end.
Sweetly sing the love of Jesus,
Love for you and love for me;
Heaven’s light is not more cheering,
Heaven’s dews are not more free.

3 Gladly sing the love of Jesus,
Let us lean upon His arm;
If He loves us, what can grieve us?
If He keeps us, what can harm?
Still He lays His hand in blessing
On each upturned seeking face,
And in heaven His children’s angels
Near the throne have always place.
Sweetly sing the love of Jesus,
Love for you and love for me;
Heaven’s light is not more cheering,
Heaven’s dews are not more free.