Higher than the yonder mountain and deeper than the sea From the breadth of the east unto the west Is the love that started with a seed



Stronger than the wildest horses and the rising tide The chords of death hung so heavy round our necks Will be left at the great divide



Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than graves



Farther than the pale moon rises upon the open plains Past the time of the longest blood line There shines an immortal flame



Somewhere in between forever and this passing day There's a place moth and rust cannot lay waste This is grace, the face of love



Flood waters rise, but it wont wash away Love never dies, it will hold on more fierce than grave