If I Don’t Have Love

A setting of 1 Corinthians 13 to music, by James McGrath.
LYRICS:
"If I Don't Have Love"
Though I speak with tongues of men or angels, but don’t have love,
I am like a clanging gong or clashing cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
if I have faith that can move mountains, but I don’t have love,
I am nothing, nothing, nothing.
If I give all I have to the poor and surrender my body to the flames
If I don’t have love, I gain nothing, nothing, nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast
love is not proud nor rude.
Nor is it self-seeking,
Love is not easily angered,
It keeps no record of wrongs,
Love does not delight in evil
But rejoices with the truth
Love always protects,
Love always trusts,
Love always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
But where there are prophecies, they will cease;
where there are tongues, they will be stilled;
where there is knowledge, it will pass away.
For now we know in part and we prophesy in part,
but when completeness comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child, I talked like a child,
I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I put childish things away.
Now we barely see a reflection in a glass;
then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part, only in part;
then I‘ll fully know, even as I’m fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
Faith, hope, and love
But the greatest of these is love.

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