The Gift of Love |
You can speak in every language under the sun Say to the mountain: move along But you may as well bang a cymbal or sound a gong Without love to help you sing that song. You can tell the future Wrestle with the mysteries of time But without love You've got nothing to make it rhyme. Give everything you own to the poor preach the gospel until your voice is raw Without love it's nothing Until you show your ego the door. No grudges at the back of your mind No room for to be boastful or selfish Love is patient and never unkind. Love is loyal, no matter the cost When invested, it's never lost Hates injustice, rejoices when truth wins With the power of Christ love has wings. One day we'll look in the mirror and see as we are seen maybe then we'll know what it all means But what remains is treasure from above Faith, hope and the gift of love. (Loosely translated from 1 Corinthians 13 by Keith Newman, May 2000) |
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