A wondrous wine there is,

A wondrous wine there is,
None can with it compare,
Creating most exalted bliss,
Which God and man will cheer.

It is the wine of Love,
That precious love divine
Which knits and cheers all hearts above,
And makes their faces shine.

Believers know its taste,
And can its virtues tell;
Oft when their hearts are sinking fast,
One sip has made them well.

It is the cordial true;
Lord, cheer me with it still;
Till at thy seat I drink it new,
And take my hearty fill.