1 Happy the heart where graces reign,
Where love inspires the breast:
Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.
2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain,
And all in vain our fear:
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign,
If love be absent there.
3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet
In swift obedience move:
The devils know, and tremble too;
But devils do not love.
4 This is the grace that lives and sings
When faith and hope shall cease;
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings
In the sweet realms of bliss.
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First Line: | Happy the heart where graces reign |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Charity; Christians: their life and experience; Fruits of the Spirit: Love(3 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |