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Although I speak in tongues
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Of men and angels
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I'm just sounding brass
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And tinkling cymbals without love--
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Love suffers long--
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Love is kind!--
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Enduring all things--
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Love has no evil in mind
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If I had the gift of prophecy--
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And all the knowledge--
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And the faith to move the mountains
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Even if I understood all of the mysteries--
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If I didn't have love
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I'd be nothing
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Love--never looks for love--
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Love's not puffed up--
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Or envious--
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Or touchy--
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Because it rejoices in the truth
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Not in iniquity
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Love sees like a child sees
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As a child I spoke as a child--
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I thought and I understood as a child--
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But when I became a woman--
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I put away childish things
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And began to see through a glass darkly
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Where, as a child, I saw it face to face
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Now, I only know it in part
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Fractions in me
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Of faith and hope and love
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And of these great three
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Love's the greatest beauty
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Love
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Love
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Love
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LOVE (CORINTHIANS II:13)
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Joni Mitchell |