1.

Love divine, rich and manifold,
In the depths of the heart takes hold.
There it will grow and will flourish;
Fruits of this love bless and nourish.

2.

Like a balm it makes soft the heart:
To your mind it will grace impart.
We learn of Christ to be giving;
Our lives for others we’re living.

3.

Love will lead us on paths of light
As an off’ring in Jesus sight.
Rather than hoarding we’re sharing,
Giving our lives without sparing.

4.

Those with love give in every place,
Sharing glorious fruits of grace—
Strength for the contrite providing,
Nourishment rich and abiding.

5.

Love divine, noble virtue, pure—
Evermore will this love endure.
Nothing compares with this treasure;
May it be ours in full measure.

Written by Signe Frøland (published in 1937)Composed by Peter JerndorffText © Stiftelsen Skjulte Skatters ForlagNorway ⋅ G