O Love Divine, That Stooped to Share

Verse 1

O love divine, that stooped to share
Our sharpest pang, our bitterest tear!
On Thee we cast each earthborn care;
We smile at pain while Thou art near.

Verse 2

Though long the weary way we tread,
And sorrow crown each lingering year,
No path we shun, no darkness dread;
Our hearts still whispering, “Thou art near!”

Verse 3

When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is changed to fear,
The murmuring wind, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell us, “Thou art near!”

Verse 4

On Thee we fling our burdening woe,
O Love divine, forever dear;
Content to suffer while we know,
Living and dying, Thou art near!

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