Amy

A my, this thy promise be,
M arvellous and sweet and free,
• Y ea, the Lord hath loved thee.'
H e hath loved thee, and He knows
All thy fears and all thy foes ;
V ictor thou shalt surely be
E ver through His love to thee.
R est in quiet joy on this, —
G reater love hath none than His :
A nd may this thy life-song be,
L ove to Him that loveth thee !