sweet art how Thou divine, O Love

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