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If love, the noblest, purest, best

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: Hymns for Sunday Schools #d9 (1831) Languages: English

If love, the noblest, purest, best

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: Selected Hymns for the Use of Children in Families or Sunday School #d51 (1833)

If love, the noblest, purest, best

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: Hymns for Social Worship and Private Devotion #d71 (1837) Languages: English
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If love, the noblest, purest, best

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #146 (1848) Languages: English

If love, the noblest, purest, best

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: Unitarian Service Book, and Hymns for Church and Home. Abridged ed. #d170 (1904)
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If love, the noblest, purest, best

Hymnal: The American Baptist Sabbath-School Hymn-Book #179 (1842)

If love, the noblest, purest, best

Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: The Baptist Sabbath School Hymn Book #d181 (1851)
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Author: Emily Taylor Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #146 (1866) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: If love, the noblest, purest, best Lyrics: If love, the noblest, purest, best, If truth, all other truth above, May claim return from every breast, O, surely Jesus claims our love! There’s not a hope with comfort fraught, Triumphant over death and time, But Jesus mingles in that thought, Forerunner of our course sublime. His image meets us in the hour Of joy, and brightens every smile; We see him, when the tempests lower, Each terror soothe, each grief beguile. We see him in the daily round Of social duty, mild and meek; With him we tread the hallowed ground, Communion with our God to seek. We see his pitying, gentle eye, When lonely want appeals for aid; We hear him in the frequent sigh, That mourns the waste that sin has made. We meet him at the lowly tomb, And weep where Jesus wept before; And there, above the grave’s dark gloom, We see him rise,—and weep no more. Languages: English

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