Friends I seek to know, what is love?
I seek to know and understand better
And so now I wonder; what is love?
Who out there will hear my query?
Talk to me and tell me, what is love?
I doubt I have a word to pen on this noun
A description to give and draw her image
How can I define it, what is love?
What poem will I write to just but say it?
Who will I consult and know; what is love?
But then perhaps not words are needed
Maybe I don’t need to draw a picture of it
After all, a poem may not be necessary?
Perhaps only a heart or two I need
If just to know and tell what is love
But how do I tell what I know not?
How on earth will I see and tell?
With all the selfishness and deception here
How can I know, how will I understand?
Down here I doubt would know what is love.
But this is love; not that we loved God;
But that He loved us and sent His son to die
To die for a people undeserving of love
Yet if only to show and tell what is love
And so I know; in Him I see and know to love