1 Happy the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast; Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas! 'Tis all in vain, 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move, The devils know and tremble too, But Satan cannot love. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, |