Thou O art Love divine, how sweet

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