sweet Thou divine, O art Love how

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