Victorious Love

O love

di­vine

vic­tor­ious love

O come and dwell with me!

Though I by faith could mount­ains move

I’m no­thing with­out thee;

Thy worth has nev­er yet been sung

Nor can it ev­er be;

Though I could speak with an­gels’ tongue

I’m no­thing with­out thee.

Though I my world­ly goods should give

To feed the starv­ing poor

This would not be for Christ to live

Nor could it Heav’n se­cure;

And should I com­pass land and sea

Or face de­vour­ing flame;

Still

with­out thee

my zeal would be

Only an emp­ty name.

All tongues of elo­quence shall cease

And be of no av­ail

But Thou shalt ev­er­more in­crease

For love can nev­er fail;

All know­ledge which we strive to gain

Shall van­ish soon away

But love shall ev­er­more remain

And lead to end­less day.

O love

di­vine

thy worth un­sung

Let me thy pre­sence feel!

Baptize with heav’n­ly fire my tongue

And sanc­ti­fy my zeal;

Enlarge my vi­sion’s nar­row scope

And lift my thoughts above;

Though faith is great

and great is hope

Yet greater

far

is love!