Author: Philipp Friedrich Hiller (1699-1769) Composer: Philip Paul Bliss, 1871 (1838-1876)
1. Love, of all gifts, is the greatest Which the Spirit does bestow. Though I had a voice like angels, Lacking love I truly know That I’d be a tinkling cymbal Or a wretched sounding brass; For although the sound were present, Lifeless through this world I’d pass.
2. O, Thou Spirit which has given To me grace to seek my Lord, Teach me strive for love of Heaven And to love Thy precious word! Love has mercy and is patient; Hasty ways it does not own; Humbleness of mind is present; With true peace it has its home.
3. Love is of a friendly nature, Does no selfish thought possess; Love is not a sin partaker, And is free from bitterness. Love is truthful, not deceitful, Does here ev’ry burden bear; And, enduring, is so fruitful In all trials joy to share.