St. Paul's Song ( 1 Corinthians 13) - Pierce Pettis
If I spoke in tongues of men
And spoke in tongues of angels
If I could not speak with love
I'd just be cymbals clanging
Everyone would hold their ears
They wouldn't know how to take it
And not a soul would want to hear
A racket so outrageous.
If I spoke in Prophecy
The fate of men and nations
If I knew the mysteries
And the secrets of creation
And had all the faith I need
Enough for mountains moving
Without love to carry me
Oh, what good would it do me.
Love is kind. it suffers long
It's never proud of jealous
Love will never do you wrong
Love will never fail us
It hopes believes and bares all things
It'll never be defeated
More than faith
More than hope
Love is the greatest
Knowlege, prophecy will fade
And tongues will all fall silent
But love that lives is here to stay
Solid and defiant
Though it's hard to see these things
As through a dark glass straining
When we're standing face to face
The truth won't need explaining
Words and Music by Pierce Pettis © 1984 Let-Have-Lunch Music (ASCAP)