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Without LoveIf I could speak in an angelic voice, Oh how much that I would rejoice; And speak every language on earth, Think how much it would be worth. Then I could spread the Holy Word, By every creature letting it be heard; Echoing through every hill and dale, Even into the ocean for the whale. But if there was no existing love, That was showered from God above; It would sound like a noisy gong, An irritating racket for to prolong. What if I could truly prophesy, All the knowledge I could not deny; Life would not seem so perplexed, Knowing what would happen next. But without the love I am nothing, Because of all the blessings bring; Without love no faith or no hope, That helps you tolerate and cope. Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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