sweet divine, O Thou how art Love

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