LOVE
Of all the angels high above
There's one above the rest.
Of course this angel's name is Love
Among us all most blest.
Love's in the air caressing spring
With every passing breeze.
Love's in the warmth that summer brings
Love's in the autumn leaves.
Love's in the souls that are so pure
Who seek for God's salvation;
He helps their spirits to endure
Through faith and adoration.
Love's in the causes won and lost
For Love is in the labor.
We all forget the trials crossed
When seeking Love's sweet favor.
Love guides our angel's every move
Which isn't all that odd.
How could we work or scarce improve
Without the Love of God?
thank you N. A. Noel and John Wm. Sisson for believe xo
