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It Is Love
There is something in my soul which keeps the shadows all away; It is love, My Savior's love! Something lightens ev'ry burden, gives me gladness day by day, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
When the tempter tries to win me something keeps me true and strong; It is love, my Savior's love! Something makes my life a blessing to the needy in the throng, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
When misfortune overtakes me something calms my troubled breast; It is love, my Savior's love! Something draws my soul to heaven, that sweet land of peace and rest, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.
Soul astray and bowed in sorrow, something waits for you today; It is love, my Savior's love! It would give you peace and comfort, make your burden roll away, It is love, my Savior's love.
O the precious love of Jesus, How it thrills my ransomed soul! More and more I'll sing its praises, While the happy ages roll.