O Love Divine and Golden

O love divine and gold­en!

Mysterious depth and height!

To Thee the world be­hold­en

Looks up for life and light:

O Love

di­vine and gen­tle!

The bless­er and the blest!

Beneath whose care pa­rent­al

The world lies down in rest.

The fields of earth ad­ore Thee

The for­ests sing Thy praise;

All liv­ing things be­fore Thee

Their ho­li­est an­thems raise:

Thou art the joy of glad­ness

The Life of life Thou art

The dew of gen­tle sad­ness

That drop­peth on the heart.

O Love

di­vine and ten­der

That through our homes dost move

Veiled in the soft­ened splen­dor

Of ho­ly house­hold love:

A throne with­out Thy bless­ing

Were la­bor with­out rest;

And cot­tag­es pos­sess­ing

Thy bless­ed­ness are blest.

Both cot­tages and man­or

In Thee

O Love

re­joice;

Their peace is in Thy pre­sence

Their gladn­ess in Thy voice:

Good is God’s ho­ly plea­sure

When

through His boun­ty

comes

In ov­er­flow­ing mea­sure

Its glad­ness to our homes.

Unite this man and wo­man:

God

bless these hearts made one;

Unsevered and un­blight­ed

May they

through life

go on:

Here

in earth’s home

pre­par­ing

For that bright home ab­ove;

And there for­ev­er shar­ing

Its joy where God is love.