You stand by me Divine, when all else fails you stand, hand in hand you are mine, to love and to hold, until I take my part, in whole in the Divine. For in you I abide part of the vine, to hold and to explore. Love must be mine, love must be Divine! Oh what a foretaste, of mystery Divine! Oh, what love Divine, to have and to hold, you are mine, oh, love Divine? What a mystery to divine to discover, oh what a foretaste of the Divine, oh Lord you are divine and at the marriage supper of the Lamb, we shall all divine the truth of the Divine.