Sing Praise Unto The Lord

If That Isn’t Love

He left the splendor of heaven
Knowing His destiny
Was the lonely hill of Golgotha
There to lay down His life for me
And if that isn't love
Then the ocean is dry
There's no stars in the sky
And the little sparrows can't fly
If that isn't love
Then heaven's a myth
There's no feeling like this
If that isn't love.

Even in death He remembered

        The thief hanging by His side
     Then he spoke of love and compassion
        And He took him to paradise
           And if that isn't love
          Then the ocean is dry
        There's no stars in the sky
     And the little sparrows can't fly
            If that isn't love
          Then heaven's a myth
        There's no feeling like this
            If that isn't love.