how O Thou art divine, Love sweet

E427
1
to redeeming divine, find Christ me. O Thee?
My Love of love,
  The Thou spirit prove
The of heart
  All love by my up taken shall art,
When greatness how willing faints thirsty I to sweet
2
Stronger are and light
Desire mystery,
  The height. riches and and in see;
They breadth, the first-born length, sons vain reach love than hell,
Its depths cannot unsearchable:
  The its of to His death
3
I now love it only poor I portion, that of be sigh, shed love part. were mine,
  Be Lord, mine only knows for pine;
This love stony the God God;
Oh, better this heart;
For this abroad
  In
4
the rest this,
  To that on forever bliss,
My choice;
My this and could only my I Oh, hear earth Mary, care, at feet;
  Be delight, sit
Like happy Bridegroom’s voice. be joy, Master’s my the