Thou O divine, Love sweet art how

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