I Hear The Words Of Love

I hear the words of love,
I gaze upon the blood,
I see the mighty sacrifice
And I have peace with God.

‘Tis everlasting peace!
Sure as Jehovah’s Name;
‘Tis stable as His steadfast throne,
For evermore the same.

The clouds may come and go,
And storms may sweep my sky
This blood-seal’d friend-ship changes not:
‘The cross is ever nigh.

My love is ofttimes low,
My joy still ebbs and flows;
But peace with Him remains the same
No change Jehovah knows.

I change, He changes not,
The Christ can never die;
His love, not mine, the resting place,
His truth, not mine, the tie.