I LOVE him so, br That though his face I ne’er might see, br In the assurance that he so loved me br This heart of mine would glow br With pulses sweeter than the sweetest be br That colder ones can know. br br I love him so, br That to my thought ’twere sweet to sleep br Even in death, believing he would keep br With solemn step and slow, br In Sabbath memory my grave and weep br For her who slept below.