 English text
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.
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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.
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