Love sweet art Thou how O divine,

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