Love
Although a hundred years
a man may live.
If he has within his heart
no love to give.
He has not lived for Christ,
but lived in vain.
Just thinking of himself
and worldly gain.
We know Lord,
that this thing ought not to be.
And pitied is the man
who knows not thee.
For You commanded all
to love his brother.
Not loving just ourselves
but one another.
Our lives reach out and touch
we know not whom.
That love we fail to show
will seal our doom.
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