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Praising LoveLove will never tire, When you have desire; To abide in the Lord, Being in one accord. For love is always kind, Which gives a peace of mind; No envy or no pride, To corrupt you inside. Love will always be fair, Being willing to share; With those who have a need, Because it has no greed. The might of love is pure, With patience to endure; Hardships that one may face, As the Lord will embrace. It is faith hope and love, Being blessed from above; But the greatest of all, Love will not let you fall. --Richard Newton Sherrer Copyright ©2008 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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