The measure of a man is the measure of his heart The measure of a man is the measure of his love
You don’t measure me like man may see You’re looking at my heart, the core of me Your eyes of fire see differently Keep me in the gaze of love
When it’s all been said, when it’s all been done When the race is run, well it all comes down to love
Did you learn to love? That’s what you will ask of me Did you learn to love? Not about my ministry Did you learn to love? Not about my money Did you learn to love? Did you learn to love?
