1 Corinthians 13:1-8 If in the languages of men I speak and the languages of the angels but do not have love [Greek word here used of God’s love produced in the heart of the yielded saint by the Holy Spirit, a love that impels me to deny myself for the sake of the loved one], I have already become and at present am sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And if I have the gift of uttering divine revelations and know all the mysteries and all the knowledge, and if I have all the faith so that I am able to keep on removing mountain after mountain, but am not possessing this kind of love, I am nothing. And if I use all my possessions to feed the poor, and if I deliver up my body [as a martyr] in order that I may glory, but do not have love, I am being profited in not even one thing. God’s love in me meekly and patiently bears ill treatment It enables me to be kind, gentle, benign (harmless), This love in me pervades and penetrates my whole nature, mellowing all which would have been harsh and austere; it is not envious. I do not brag, nor show myself off, I am not ostentatious (showy), I do not have an inflated ego, I do not act unbecomingly. God’s love in me does not allow me to seek after my own rights, I am not irritated, provoked, exasperated, aroused to anger, I do not take into account the evil [which I suffer], I do not rejoice at iniquity but rejoice with the truth, I endure all things, believe all things, hope all things, bear up under all things, not losing heart nor courage. This kind of love never fails.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 18:58:40 +0000
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