O love divine, how sweet thou art!

When shall I find my wandering heart

All taken up in thee!

O may I daily live to prove

The sweetness of redeeming love,

The love of Christ to me.

2 God only knows the love of God;

O may it now be shed abroad

To cheer my fainting heart!

I want to feel that love divine;

This heavenly portion, Lord, be mine—

Be mine this better part.

3 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 heaven on earth, be this,

To hear the Bridegroom’s voice.

4 O that I might, with happy John,

Recline my weary head upon

The blessed Redeemer’s breast!

From care, and fear, and sorrow free,

Give me, O Lord, to find in thee

My everlasting rest.