Of all the languages
there is not one
That speaks in perfect
tone with noun and verb
To represent the
essence of love won,
Take all the words that
men and angels know
And put them in the
order of your choice;
Without the beat of
love, without its flow,
You'd say pure gibberish
in any voice.
The mind with all its
skill cannot express
The language of the simple
spoken heart;
When ev'ry knee shall
bow and tongue confess
None understanding love
will e'er depart.
Start learning now to speak the soul of love;
The perfect Teacher is the Lord above.
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If I speak human or angelic languages but do
not have love,
I am a sounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
1 Corinthians 13:1 HCS
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