395 - The gift of love (c)

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Lyrics

1.Though I may speak with bravest fire, and have the gift to all inspire, and have not love, my words are vain as sounding brass, and worthless gain.
2.Though I may give all I possess, and striving so my love profess, but not be giv'n by love within, it naught shall profit, naught shall win.
3. Come,Spirit, come, our hearts control, our spirits long to be made whole. Let inward love guide ev'ry deed; of Your command we then take heed.