John Fawcett - O love divine, how sweet thou art - ноты, текст песни (слова)

O love divine, how sweet thou art!
 When shall I find my willing heart
 All taken up by thee?
 I thirst, I long, and pant to prove
 The greatness of redeeming love,
 The love of Christ to me. 
 
 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. 
 
 O that I could for ever sit
 With Mary at the Master's feet!
 Be this my happy choice,
 My only care, delight and bliss,
 My joy, my heav'n on earth be this,
 To hear the Bridegroom's voice. 
 
 O that I could with favour'd John
 Recline my weary head upon
 The dear Redeemer's breast!
 From care and sin and sorrow free,
 Give me, O Lord, to find in thee
 My everlasting rest.