Love is not for sale It's wrapped in rainy mornings, cold and gray and drawn It's in the laughter of the children and the beauty of their songs It's in the rainbow in the heavens God's promise from this start The Son of God is shining His Love in every Heart No, love is not for sale Love is not for sale Love is not for sale Though some do try and buy it Can you give it in a package or a Valentine Or try it on for size and take it off again? No, love is not for sale In my heart it's written In words of tender meaning And truth beyond the gate of speaking In the silence of the gaze Of he whose eyes are outlined In mine inmost parts Those eyes meet mine, and, like a beautiful embrace, I am enfolded with white wings of doves. Those eyes hold the meaning and the purpose of my life Like shells on myriad shores My life forms a pattern In his all-enfolding hands Like the ceaseless beating of the waves, upon the sand My heart echoes and throbs, a drumbeat of song Like a tree I am growing My whole soul is knowing Yearning to breathe free Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God Have mercy on me No, love is not for sale