Love, o Love, thy tender care
Your caring touch, your comforting words
Your power can remove fear from the worst of cowards
Love, your lovely song, permeates the air
Lifting up hearts with your song so fair
Reforming the heats of all who look downwards
Causing all who hear to look heavenwards
Love, you combat and defeat despair
Why would you, o great Love, chose to descend from heaven above?
You make the beggar to see the light
You make the thief to turn his back on the night
And please the world below you in the form of a Dove
You, who are known by another name, the greatest name of all
Is greatly received on this earth, through summer, winter, spring, and fall