It dwarfs all over the galaxies
Shines brighter than stars above
Its breadth surpasses the oceans
And rivals the flight of the dove
It’s the answer to all of my questions
The song angels sing
It’s the mission of every cherub
And the wafting grace of each wing
It’s a mixture of bliss and happiness
Added with joy from above
Stirred in with truth and affection
That makes up this thing called love
