Love Has Never Been So Sweet

The mountains run with wine so sweet
To quench the thirst for His shed Blood,
And when we drink, New Adam meet—
Will stand with Him where His Cross stood.

His whole creation welcomes Him
Through whom the Father, Spirit breathed;
His old made new in Bethlehem,
As world is by His Spirit wreathed.

His wakened waters sing His song;
New life arises from its waves,
And death of sin for which we’ve longed
Is left by Him within His grave.

And now the wine that is His Blood
Flows in our hearts where Him we meet,
As we stand where His Mother stood
Where love has never been so sweet.