divine, art Thou O sweet Love how

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