1. O love divine, how sweet thou art! When shall I find my longing heart all taken up by thee? I thirst, I faint and die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2. Stronger his love than death or hell; Its riches are unsearchable: The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depth to see They cannot reach the mystery, The length and breadth and height. 3. God only knows the love of God; O that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart! For love I sigh, for love I pine; This only portion, Lord, be mine, be mine this better part. 4. For ever would I take my seat With Mary at the Master's feet: Be this my happy choice; My only care, delight and bliss My joy, my heaven on earth, be this, To hear the Bridegroom's voice.