Though I Speak

Though I speak in ev­ery lang­uage

Prophesy for God above

Though I un­der­stand all mys­te­ries

I am no­thing without love.

Though through faith I can move mount­ains

Give the poor all that I gain

Though I’m burned alive for Je­sus

Without love

my life is vain.

Love is pa­tient

kind

and self­less

Envies not

nor boasts in pride

Is not rude or quick­ly an­gered

Never holds a grudge in­side.

Love does not de­light in evil

But with truth re­joic­es e’er;

Trusts

pro­tects

and hopes for­ev­er

Perseveres and al­ways cares.

One day pro­phe­cies will fin­ish;

Tongues will in that day be stilled;

Knowledge

too

will pass for­ev­er

When God’s Word is all ful­filled.

Now we on­ly know a frac­tion

And as child­ren think and speak;

When per­fect­ion comes up­on us

Childish ways no more we’ll seek.

Now we see as in a mir­ror

In a blurred and ha­zy way.

But re­flect­ions soon will van­ish;

Face to face we’ll see some day.

In that day we’ll all know ful­ly

As we’re known by God above;

Till then

faith

hope

love still lin­ger

But the great­est far is love.