If all things else should die,
There's one thing, that can never part,
There's one thing ever nigh.
I look upon the worlds above;
Their light may all decay;
But there's eternal life in LOVE;
Love cannot pass away.
Oh sun, that in thy fading years,
May cease at last to shine,
Thou canst not whisper to my fears,
That such a lot is mine.
Oh no! the shining sun may fade,
And wither like a scroll;
But death is powerless to invade
The love-light of the soul.
— Christ in the Soul (1872) XL.