Love finds its way in the words of men
for all knowledge and truth,
But if not beheld in the joy and kindness of
love that comes from its very source
What mountains could I move,
or mysteries could I solve?
If I behave unseemly or seek that
which is my own pleasure,
What hearts could I move,
or understandings could I solve?
Love finds the soul that needs feeding
where there is no hope in this world,
Patiently awaiting the dawning of that knowledge,
without envy or pride,
Giving hope without seeking vengeance or reward,
free from evil thought.
Love finds reason to continue
when there is no excuse for failure.
And rejoices in finding hope in Christ;
receiving all things pure.
Love opens the door to understanding when
friendship has closed its doors to reason.
Love serves its purpose in our life
through each of life's seasons,
And the days become as light in knowledge
of abiding love, and is no longer dim.
As we grow in stature and in favor as did our
Lord, we reach completeness in Him.