Love and Hope

Love for ever dwells in heaven,--
Hope entereth not there.
To despairing man Love's given, --
Hope dwells not with despair.
Love reigneth high, and reigneth low, and reigneth everywhere.

In the inmost heart Love dwelleth, --
It may not quenched be;
E'en when the life blood welleth,
Its fond effects we see
In the name that leaves the lips the last -- fades last from memory.

And when we shall awaken,
Ascending to the sky.
Though Hope shall have forsaken,
Sweet Love shall never die:
For perfect Love and perfect bliss shall be our lot on high.