1 Love is the fountain whence
All true obedience flows;
The Christian serves the God he loves,
And loves the God he knows.

2 He treads the heav'nly road,
And neither faints nor tires;
That gen'rous love which warms his breast
With fortitude inspires.

3 No burden seems so great,
No task so hard appears,
But this he cheerfully performs,
And that he meekly bears.

4 May love—that shining grace—
O’er all my pow'rs preside;
Direct my thoughts, suggest my words,
And ev'ry action guide.