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O love divine, victorious love

O love divine, victorious love

Author: John Henry Yates
Tune: [O Love, divine, victorious Love]
Published in 2 hymnals

Printable scores: PDF, Noteworthy Composer
Audio files: MIDI

Representative Text

1 O Love, divine, victorious Love,
O come and dwell with me!
Tho’ I by faith could mountains move,
I’m nothing without Thee;
Thy worth has never yet been sung,
Nor can it ever be;
Tho’ I could speak with angels’ tongue
I’m nothing without Thee.

2 Tho’ 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.

3 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.

4 O Love, divine, Thy worth unsung,
Let me Thy presence feel!
Baptize with heav’nly fire m tongue,
And sanctify my zeal;
Enlarge my vision’s narrow scope,
And lift my thot’s above;
Tho’ Faith is great, and great is Hope,
Yet greater, far, is Love!

Source: Young People's Songs of Praise #30

Author: John Henry Yates

Rev. John H. Yates, was born in Batavia, N. Y., November 31, 1837. He was educated at the Batavia Union School, but at the age of eighteen was forced to engage in business as a clerk to help maintain his aged parents. For several years he was with his brother, Thomas Yates, in the shoe business; afterwards, for seven years, salesman in G. B. Worthington's hardware store. In 1871 he took charge of the fancy goods department in E. L. & G. D. Kenyon's double store and remained there fifteen years. In 1886 he was called to be local editor of the Progressive Batavian, and filled the position nearly ten years. When twenty-one years of age Mr. Yates was licensed to preach in the Methodist church, but was not ordained until 1897. For nearly seven y… Go to person page >

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First Line: O love divine, victorious love
Author: John Henry Yates

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The Cyber Hymnal #11197
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  • Noteworthy Composer Score (NWC)

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The Cyber Hymnal #11197

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