We Hear the
Words of Love

We hear the words of love,
We gaze upon the blood,
We see the mighty sacrifice,
And we have peace with God.

'Tis everlasting peace!
Sure as Jehovah's name;
'Tis stable as His stedfast throne,
For evermore the same.

Our love is ofttimes low,
Our joy still ebbs and flows;
But peace with Him remains the same,
No change Jehovah knows.

We change - He changes not;
Our Christ can never die:
His love, not ours the resting-place,
We on His truth rely.

The cross still stands unchanged,
Though heaven is now His home;
The mighty stone is rolled away,
But yonder is His tomb!

And yonder is our peace,
The grave of all our woes;
We know the Son of God has come,
We know He died and rose.

We know He liveth now
At God's right hand above;
We know the throne on which He sits,
We know His truth and love!

- Horatius Bonar -
No. 84 in Hymns for The Little Flock