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.

If that isn't love

The ocean is dry,

There’re no stars in the sky,

And the sparrow 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

Then He took him to paradise.

If that isn't love

The ocean is dry,

There’re no stars in the sky,

And the sparrow can't fly;

If that isn't love

Then heaven's a myth,

There's no feeling like this

If that isn't love.