| 36 | Zion's Harp#37 | 38 |
1 Love, of all gifts, is the greatest
Which the Spirit does bestow.
Though I had a voice like angels,
Lacking love I truly know
That I’d be a tinkling cymbal
Or a wretched sounding brass;
For although the sound were present,
Lifeless through this world I’d pass.
2 O, Thou Spirit which has given
To me grace to seek my Lord,
Teach me strive for love of Heaven
And to love Thy precious word!
Love has mercy and is patient;
Hasty ways it does not own;
Humbleness of mind is present;
With true peace it has its home.
3 Love is of a friendly nature,
Does no selfish thought possess;
Love is not a sin partaker,
And is free from bitterness.
Love is truthful, not deceitful,
Does here ev’ry burden bear;
And, enduring, is so fruitful
In all trials joy to share.
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| First Line: | Love of all gifts is the greatest |
| Original Language: | German |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 2003 |