LOVE LABORS - CHAPTER AND VERSE

 

For in Christ Jesus neither circumcision

nor uncircumcision counts for anything; the only thing that counts is faith working through love.  Galatians 5:6

 

 

 

 

Love abides. – 1 Corinthians 13:13

 

Love abounds. – Joel 2:12:14

 

Love bears. – 1 Corinthians 4:7

 

Love believes. – 1 Corinthians 4:7

 

Love binds. – Romans 8:37-39

 

Love builds. -  Ephesians 4:16

 

Love blesses. – Matthew 5:44

 

Love chastises. – Revelation 3:19

 

Love choses. -  Deuteronomy 10:15

 

Love continues. – 1 Corinthians 8

 

Love controls. – 2 Corinthians 5:14

 

Love disciplines. – Proverbs 3:11-12

 

Love draws. – Jeremiah 3:13

 

Love edifies. – 1 Corinthians 8:1

 

Love endures. -  1 Corinthians 4:7

 

Love forbears. – Ephesians 4:2

 

Love forgives. – Luke 7:36-50

 

Love fulfills. – Romans 13:8-10

 

Love grounds. – Ephesians 3:17-18

 

Love hallows. –  Ephesians 1:14

 

Love hopes. – 1 Corinthians 4:7

 

Love lights. – 1 John 2:9-11

 

Love lives. -  1 John 4:16

 

Love perfects. -  1 John 14:17

 

Love perseveres. – James 1:12

 

Love persists. – Psalm 85:7

 

Love prays. – Matthew 5:44

 

Love promises. –  Psalm 77:8

 

Love rebukes. –  Revelation 3:19

 

Love recalls. – Song of Songs 1:2-3

 

Love remains. – John 15:7-12

 

Love renews. – Lamentations 3:22-23

 

Love reproves. – Hebrews 12:5-7

 

Love reveals. – John 18:21

 

Love sacrifices. – 1 John 4:7-10

 

Love sanctifies. – Ephesians 5:25-26

 

Love saves. – Psalm 31-6

 

Love summons. – Hosea 11:1

 

Love surpasses. – Ephesians 3:18-19

 

Love trusts. – Psalm 143:8

 

Love walks. – Ephesians 5:2

 

Love works. – Galatians 5:6

 

Love unities. – Colossians 2:2

 

Love loves. – Jeremiah 31:3

 

God is love. – 1 John 4:7-8

Have You Ever Heard a Bird Sing?

                                                       

                                                            Have you ever heard a bird sing,

                                                            A long, long way from home?

                                                            Its song is like a breath of  Spring,

                                                            On its long journey's roam.

                                                            Have you ever heard a TV grrr,

                                                            To fill up the lonesome hours?

                                                            Its incessant crowing a droning lure,

                                                            Which sirenly powers.

                                                            Have you ever heard a radio blaring?

                                                            With all your vacuuming and running,

                                                            No space is left for quiet caring,

                                                            And no time for one day's sunning.

                                                            Can you hear a bird sing,

                                                            A dove, a lark, a sparrow true?

                                                            For God's own Spirit would bring,

                                                            A quiet voice to have His rule.

                                                            Cooing, wooing He bids us, still,

                                                            If only we could do His will.

                     For to hear a birdie sing,

                                                            You must create the time.

                                                            Turn off your vacuuming and drumming,

                                                            And you may even create a rhyme,

                                                            To help you in your funning.

                                                            You haven't heard a bird sing,

                                                            Because you are afraid,

                                                            Of  the peace contentment brings,

                                                            When the peaceful prayer of dawn is laid.

                                                            You must have heard a bird sing.

                                                            For God is found in tender breezes,

                                                            Where He flirts and plays,

                                                            For Jesus',

                                                            Voice doeth truest ring,

                                                            In each and every quiet day.

© 2016 LS Wagen

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