Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down,
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown . . .
Come, almighty to deliver,
Let us all thy grace receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Never more thy temple leave. . .
Finish then thy new creation:
Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in thee.
- Hymn by John Wesley