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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>O LOVE DIVINE, HOW SWEET THOU ART</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:42</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_e_wesley_c.jpg" alt="Charles Wesley (1707-1788)" width="149.333333333333" height="198"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_wesley_c.html" target="_blank">Charles Wesley</a>, 1746.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Purleigh,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_r_brown_ah.html" target="_blank">Arthur Henry Brown</a> (1830-1926) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_p_purleigh.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<ul><li>“Cornwall,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_wesley_ss.html" target="_blank">Samuel Sebastian Wesley</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_c_cornwall.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>O love divine, how sweet thou art!<br>
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When shall I find my willing heart<br>
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All taken up by thee?<br>
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I thirst, I faint, I die to prove<br>
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The greatness of redeeming love,<br>
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The love of Christ to me.</p>
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<p>Stronger His love than death or hell;<br>
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Its reaches are unsearchable;<br>
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The first born sons of light<br>
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Desire in vain its depths to see;<br>
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They cannot reach the mystery<br>
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The length, and breadth, and height.</p>
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<p>God only knows the love of God;<br>
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O that it now were shed abroad<br>
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In this poor stony heart!<br>
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For love I sigh, for love I pine;<br>
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This only portion, Lord, be mine,<br>
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Be mine this better part.</p>
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<p>Forever would I take my seat<br>
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With Mary at the Master’s feet;<br>
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Be this my happy choice;<br>
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My only care, delight, and bliss,<br>
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My joy, my heaven on earth, be this<br>
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To hear the Bridegroom’s voice.</p>
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