Tuesday, October 13, 2015

How then shall we pray?



Although I speak with tongues 
Of men and of angels 
And though I prophesy 
And understand all 

Although I have all faith 
So mountains may be removed 
And though I feed the poor 
And give up my life

If I have not Charity
If Love does not flow from me 
I am nothing 
Jesus reduce me to Love 

Love is patient and kind 
Love is not envious 
Not proud, but gentle and meek 
Seeks not it's own way 

Love sings when Jesus prevails 
Believes and endures all things 
Love hopes and bears every wrong 
And Love never fails 

If I have not Charity 
If Love does not flow from me 
I am nothing 
Jesus reduce me to Love 

One season I was a child 
I spoke and I thought as a child 
But when I turned into a man 
Such ways put aside 

Though now we see through a glass 
But then we shall see face to face 
Though now abide faith and hope 
The greatest is Love 

If I have not Charity 
If Love does not flow from me 
I am nothing 

Jesus reduce me to Love