Second Sunday after Christmas

Love my song! Divine and fair!
Love that makes my life its care;
That in early morning found me.
Twined its tender arms around me.
Through the sultry noontide led me.
Comforted, sustain'd, and fed me.
Back from all my wand'rings guided.
And for all my wants" provided,
Through my trials manifold
Never once relax'd its hold.
But was still the same as ever.
In my changings changing never;

Love I sing! the love I share.
Love divine, and fresh, and fair!
Love my song! both day and night,
Love eternal! infinite!
Love, the life within me moving,
Love, the spring of all my loving,
Love, the air whose breath enfolds me.
Comforts, strengthens, and upholds me.
Love, the light all life pervading,
Chequer'd oft, but never fading;
Love, whose motion and whose rest
Are in Him who loves me best;

my God! my heart can never
Know its mysteries, but ever
I will sing of what I share,
Love divine, and fresh, and fair!