His Love Never Fails

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This life is sweet, but transitory,

Future will soon be past,

And all we see will fade away.

Nothing we know will last.

 

Nothing, that is, except the love

That redeemed those once lost.

And paid for us what we could not,

The whole and perfect cost.

 

The mountains rise, until they fall

Then crumble into dust.

Even the wisdom man has learned

Proves derelict as rust.

 

The prophets fail, voices are stilled,

Only the husks remain

Of all the vast accomplishments

Mankind hoped to attain.

 

Yet even into the dark night,

Where strength proves all too frail,

The love that formed us, loves us still,

That love will never fail.

 

1 Corinthians 13: 8

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.