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Love is a great thing,
yea,
a great and thorough good.
By itself it makes that is heavy light;
and it bears
evenly all that is uneven.
It carries a burden which is no burden;
it will not be
kept back by anything low and mean;
it desires to be free
from all wordly affections,
and not to be entangled by
any outward prosperity,
or by any adversity subdued.
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts
what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of
impossibility.
It is therefore able to undertake all things,
and it
completes many things,
and warrants them to take
effect,
where he who does not love would faint and lie
down.
Though weary,
it is not tired;
though pressed it is not
straitened;
though alarmed, it is not confounded;
but as a
living flame it forces itself upwards and securely
passes through all.
Love is active and sincere, courageous, patient,
faithful, prudent and manly |
