He dwelt in love -- speaking not a word;
bore His cross in silent pain.
Only by the heart is God's voice heard.
Water drips from the dipping gourd.
Christ trod the earth again.
He dwelt in love - speaking not a word.
He dwelt in love - speaking not a word.
Fetters rived beneath the sword;
sadra dust-covered, blood-stained.
Only by the heart is God's voice heard.
Servants scurry, gazes lowered,
a feast prepared of wine and grain.
He dwelt in love -- speaking not a word.
He dwelt in love -- speaking not a word.
A bargain no one else could afford,
He sunk the arrow, struck the vein.
Only by the heart is God's voice heard.
Flesh endeavored, the goal secured,
forerunner of heaven's glorious reign,
He dwelt in love -- speaking not a word.
He dwelt in love -- speaking not a word.
Only by the heart is God's voice heard.
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