Nothing Can Separate Me from Your Love

We are always marching on Through valleys and mountains In every battle we enter in Your grace and love is a fountain Your grace and love is a fountain Your grace and love is a fountain And a river flowing from your throne Is overflowing here Nothing can separate me from Your love Nothing can separate me from Your love You anoint my head with oil And my cup runs over And you set a table before me In the presence of my enemies Your love is a fountain Your love is a fountain And a river flowing from your throne Overflowing here In my soul Nothing can separate me from Your love Nothing can separate me from Your love Neither life or death, neither angels or principalities Neither things of the present or to come nor powers depth or created things Will separate me from Your love Nothing can separate me from Your love Nothing can separate me from Your love Your love is a fountain Your love is a fountain Nothing can separate me from Your love Nothing can separate me from Your love Your grace and love is a fountain