1 There’s a love with no beginning,
And a love without an end;
Purer than the love of mother,
Dearer than the love of friend;
‘Tis the love that groweth sweeter,
As the fleeting years unfold;
And my life is made completer
By the love that can’t be told.
Refrain:
No, it never, never, never can be told!
For it never, never, never groweth old!
And it brightens ev’ry day,
As I walk the narrow way,
And it never, never, never can be told!
2 Mothers may forget their children,
Friendship wither and decay;
But the love of Christ endureth,
It can never fade away;
Like the pearly gates of heaven
Like the streets of shining gold
Is this love to sinners given,
For it never can grow old. [Refrain]
3 Long ago I learned the story,
Of the Love that died for me;
But I closed my heart to Jesus,
And forgot dear Calvary;
Oft’ in paths of in I wandered,
Turned my back upon the fold;
But the Saviour sought and found me,
O his love cannot be told. [Refrain]
4 Let me tell to you the story,
Let me sing it o’er and o’er;
it will be our theme in glory,
When we stand on heav’n’s fair shore;
When we cast our crown before him;
When we strike the harp of gold,
Then we’ll swell redemption’s anthem
For the love that can’t be told. [Refrain]
Source: Songs for All #56