He left the Splendor of Heaven Knowing His destiny Was the lonely hill of Golgotha 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 Heavens a myth There's no feeling like this If that isn't love Even in death He remembered The thief hanging by His side He spoke with love and compassion Then He took him to Paradise There's no feeling like this If that isn't love.