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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369746" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bible in Poetry: 1 Corinthians 13</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To you, if I speak without love, <br>In tongues of men, angels above, <br>I’ll be a gong just, resounding, <br>Or cymbal, that’s always clanging. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">If I’ve the gift of prophecy, <br>And fathom knowledge, mystery, <br>If I have faith to mountains move, <br>I am a naught, if I haven’t love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If everything, I give the poor, <br>And send my body, up in flames, <br>I gain nothing, if I haven’t love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, love is patient and is kind; <br>It does not envy any mind; <br>It does not boast, for it’s not proud; <br>’Tis not self-seeking and not rude.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">’Tis not angered with ease at all, <br>And does not keep records of fall; <br>In evil, it does not delight, <br>Rejoicing in truth and in light; <br>It always hopes and always trusts; <br>It perseveres and too protects.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet, prophecies cease into past, <br>And stilled will be all tongues at last, <br>And knowledge too, will pass away, <br>But never fails, love any day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We know and prophesy in parts; <br>With time, imperfection departs; <br>As child, I talked like one and thought, <br>And reasoned childishly, a lot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I put my childish ways behind, <br>When I became a man in mind; <br>A poor reflection now, we see<br>Mirror-like; direct then, ’twill be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know in part, then, know fully, <br>When I am known in full, surely.<br>The three remain: faith, hope and love; <br>The greatest being, only love! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-5-2007</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Celes">John Celes</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=369746" data-title="Bible in Poetry: 1 Corinthians 13 de John Celes" data-description="To you, if I speak without love, In tongues of men, angels above, I’ll be a gong just, resounding, Or cymbal, that’s always clanging. If I’ve the gift of prophecy, And fathom knowledge, mystery, If I have faith to mountains move, I a..."></div> </div> </div>
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