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1 Corinthians 13:1-3

by Miguel Preston © 2024

Though with the tongues of men I speak,
And song of angels charms my tongue,
If I have not charity, I am weak;
I count my words but dross and dung.
Though the best gifts I covet and boast -
Prophecy, understanding, faith strong -
If I lack that which matters most,
No glory does to me belong.
And though my goods shall feed the poor,
And I give my body to burn,
If I have no charity out of a heart pure,
What do I profit in return?

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