Love is patient, love is kind,
It does not envy or speak in pride,
It does not seek its own reward:
Oh, that’s how You love me Lord.
It always hopes and perseveres,
It covers over a wealth of sins,
It shuns all evil, delights in truth:
Oh, I want to be like You.
I’m in love with a King, I’m in love with a Friend,
And whatever I do this love never ends.
He’s for me, He pleads for me,
Pours out His life for me;
What more do I need?
There are tongues now but they will cease;
There is knowledge, it’s incomplete.
For what we know now we know in part,
But what endures is a loving heart.