He left the splendor of heaven

Knowing His destiny

Was the lonely hill of Golgatha

There to lay down His life for me

If that isn't love

The ocean is dry

There's 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

There He spoke with love and compassion

Then He took him to paradise

If that isn't love

The ocean is dry

There's 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

If that isn't love

If that isn't love

If that isn't love

If that isn't love