Sunday, April 8, 2018

It Passes Knowledge

The love of Christ, which passes knowledge
Ephesians 3:19

O love divine, how sweet thou art!
When shall I find my longing heart
    All taken up, by thee?
I thirst, I faint, I die to prove
The greatness of redeeming love,
    The love of Christ for 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.

God only knows the love of God;
O that it now were shed abroad
    In this poor stony heart!
For love I sigh, for love I pine;
This only portion, Lord, be mine,
    Be mine this better part.

O that I could for ever sit
Like 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.
Charles Wesley  (1707-1788)

Reader, go back and look at this poem again.
It is a balm unto your soul...

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