Love Each Other (Nickerson)

Tho’ I speak with tongues of an­gels

And my faith could mount­ains move

And the poor re­ceive my boun­ty

All is no­thing with­out love.

Charity that is long suf­fer­ing

And is kind to all around

Love that glad­ly sees ano­ther

With pros­per­ity abound.

Love is nei­ther proud nor haugh­ty

But re­gards her neigh­bor’s right

Is not quick­ly moved to an­ger

In no ev­il takes de­light—

Always in the truth re­joic­ing

For the truth can all things bear;

Constantly be­liev­ing

hop­ing

Ever watch­ing un­to pray­er.

And tho’ all things else are fleet­ing

Charity shall nev­er fail;

Tongues shall cease and know­ledge van­ish

Christian love with­in the veil

Shall shine forth with add­ed glo­ry

In that high and ho­ly place

Where we shall be like our Sav­ior

When we see Him face to face.