This Better Part - Josh White

Oh, love divine, how sweet Thou art

When shall I find my willing heart

All taken up by Thee

All taken up by Thee

I thirst, I faint, I die to prove

The greatness of redeeming love

The love of Christ to me

The love of Christ to me

Stronger His love than death or hell

It’s riches are unsearchable

The first born sons of light

The first born sons of light

Desire in vain it’s depths to see

They cannot reach the mystery

The length, the breadth, the height

The length, the breadth, the height

Be mine

Be mine, this better part

God only knows the love of God

Oh, that it now were shed abroad

This poor stony heart

This poor stony heart

For love I sigh, for love I pine

This only portion, Lord, be mine

Be mine, this better part

Be mine, this better part

Oh, that I could, with favored John

Recline my weary head upon

The dear Redeemer’s breast

The dear Redeemer’s breast

From care and sin and sorrow free

Give me, oh Lord, to find in Thee

My everlasting rest

My everlasting rest

Be mine

Be mine, this better part