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Love divine, how sweet the sound!
May the theme on earth abound:—
May the hearts of saints below,
With the sacred rapture glow!
Love amazing, large and free,
Love unknown, to think on me!
Let that love upon me shine,
Saviour, with its beams divine.
Better than earth’s gilded toys,
Or an age of carnal joys;
Better far than Ophir’s gold,
Love that never can be told.
Better than this life of mine,
Saviour, is thy love divine:
Drop the veil, and let me see
Rivers of this love is thee.
While in Mesech’s tents I stay,
Love divine shall tune my lay;
When I soar to bliss above,
Still I’ll praise a Saviour’s love.
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7 7 7 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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7 7 7 7
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| # 90 | No key | | # 320 | Ab | | # 414 | Ab | | # 527 | Ab | | # 365 | Ab | | # 521 | Ab | | # 432 | Ab | | # 63 | Ab | | # 260 | Ab | | # 468 | Ab |
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