Perfect Love

Verse 1

Lord, I pray thee for a blessing, Which thou only canst bestow: Here, my deepest need confessing, At thy feet my self I throw. Faith and hope have both been given, But there's one, all else above; Hasten from the highest heaven, Fill my soul with perfect love!

Chorus

Perfect love my Saviour; Fill me now with love. Come, almighty to deliver, Fill me now with perfect love.

Verse 2

Though I have all other graces, Though I speak with tongue aflame; Though I sit in heav'nly places, Though I magnify thy name; I am but as brass resounding, Nothing in thy sight I prove, Till thro' faith, by grace abounding, I am perfected in love.

Verse 3

Though I yield my earthly treasure, Give my body to the fire: Tho' my knowledge has no measure, Though all mysteries I desire; Though I grasp the sacred story, And by faith the mountains move; Yet in all I dare not glory, 'Till I'm fill'd with perfect love.

Verse 4

Give me love that never faileth, Love that suffers without moan; That believeth and prevaileth, Love that seeketh not her own: Love that never thinketh evil, But rejoiceth truth to prove; Love that fears not man nor devil, Give me, give me perfect love!

Verse 5

Love that ev'ry evil cureth, Doth not envy, vaunteth not; Beareth, hopeth, and endureth All that falleth to my lot. Faith, and hope, and love abideth, But there's one all else above; Lord, my yearning spirit chideth For thy greatest gift of love.