(Based in part on I Corinthians 13, the love chapter)
Love is patient, love is kind;
It does not envy or boast.
Lust can’t wait; to sin it is blind,
The devil himself is its host.
Love is never conceited or rude;
It doesn’t think of self only.
Lust is vain; its language is crude,
And it preys upon the lonely.
Love doesn’t keep a score of hurts--
Never a record of wrongs.
Lust keeps a record every time it scores,
And the list may be quite long.
Love never gloats when another sins;
It always delights in trust.
Lust sins, then shamelessly gloats;
Who can trust someone full of lust?
Love can face anyone or thing,
With faith, hope, and endurance.
Lust is weak, but consider its source;
Satan leaves no hope or assurance.
Love will last forever,
For rooted in God is true love.
Lust is fleeting and shallow,
And it comes from below, not above.
Becky Overturf Wall
