Where love inspires the breast;
Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.
2 Knowledge, alas! 'Tis all in vain,
3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move, The devils know and tremble too, But Satan cannot love. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings
5 Before we quite forsake our clay,