277. Fruits of Love

1 Let Pharisees of high esteem
Their faith and zeal declare:
All their religion is a dream,
If love be wanting there.

2 Love suffers long with patient eye,
Nor is provok'd in haste;
She lets the present inj'ry die,
And long forgets the past.

3 Malice and rage, those fires of hell,
She quenches with her tongue;
Hopes and believes and thinks no ill,
Tho' she endure the wrong.

4 She ne'er desires nor seeks to know
The scandals of the time;
Nor looks with pride on those below,
Nor envies those that climb.

5 She lays her own advantage by,
To seek her neighbor's good;
So God's own Son came down to die,
And save us by his blood.

6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r
In all the realms above;
There faith and hope are known no more,
But saints forever love.

Text Information
First Line: Let Pharisees of high esteem
Title: Fruits of Love
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1845
Scripture:
Topic: The Christain: His Duty and Graces; Christian Graces
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