Classic Poem

Love is the noblest Principle
That e'er possest the Mind;
But, Oh, what loads of Counterfeits!
Tho' some we gen'ine find.

Thus Lust oft times does go for Love,
How hath it stole the Name!
We know it is a fiend of Hell,
But Love from Heaven came.

Thus sorded Av'rice often tries
To pass with us for Love,
'Tis like the cunning Fox, I think,
That would assume the Dove.

How is it that a Christian e'er
Can to this Idol bow
In Marriage, and forget the Heart?
Do such perform their Vow?

Yes, Love it is the Union too
Of Marriage that's divine:
If Jesus had not lov'd my Soul,
He'd been no Spouse of mine.

I also know my God is Love,
And sent his Son to die;
The Saviour, who himself is Love,
Does Sinners justify.

The Holy Spirit too is Love,
And thus he acts his part,
Convinces Sinners of their Sins,
And draws the sinner's Heart.

For to accept the Saviour dear,
And thus they do unite;
The Father, Son, and Spirit three,
To Sinners give delight.

Oh! may my Love then here increase,
'Till rais'd to Joys above!
Then sing to all eternity
The Wonders of this Love.