148 ~ O Love Divine, How Sweet Thou Art!
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O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint, I die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me.
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Stronger His love than death or hell; Its riches are unsearchable; The first born sons of light Desire in vain its depths to see; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, and breadth, and height.
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God only knows the love of God; O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine — Be mine this better part!
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O that I could forever sit With Mary at the Master’s feet! Be this my happy choice; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heaven on earth, be this To hear the Bridegroom’s voice.