Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews
And nobler speech than angels use
If love be absent
I am found
Like tinkling brass
an empty sound.
Were I inspired to preach and tell
All that is done in Heav’n and hell
Or could my faith the world remove
Still I am nothing without love.
Should I distribute all my store
To feed the bowels of the poor
Or give my body to the flame
To gain a martyr’s glorious name;
If love to God and love to men
Be absent
all my hopes are vain:
Nor tongues
nor gifts
nor fiery zeal
The work of love can e’er fulfill.
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