 Friends         | All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I, could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my expectations  soul taker: Words cannot express the grief one feels when one loses love. Then again, wise words can heal wounds and help us reflect on the tragedy. If you have undergone a personal loss -- the loss of love or of a loved one -- you will find this list of lost love quotes very relevant 11 years ago • Report • Link 0  Gleydson: what motivates and happiness is the hope. which is essential to be happy? God's love Gleydson says April 28 1 Corínthios 13:1 If with the tongues of men and of messengers I speak, and have not love, I have become brass sounding, or a cymbal tinkling; 1 Corínthios 13:3 and if I give away to feed others all my goods, and if I give up my body that I may be burned, and have not love, I am profited nothing. 1 Corínthios 13:4 The love is long-suffering, it is kind, the love doth not envy, the love doth not vaunt itself, is not puffed up, 1 Corínthios 13:5 doth not act unseemly, doth not seek its own things, is not provoked, doth not impute evil, 1 Corínthios 13:6 rejoiceth not over the unrighteousness, and rejoiceth with the truth; 1 Corínthios 13:7 all things it beareth, all it believeth, all it hopeth, all it endureth. hey.... someone love you veremuch.... Jesus love you forever.... What a Friend I've Found VERSE 1: C Dm What a friend I've found, C Dm Closer than a brother; C Dm I have felt Your touch, C Dm More intimate that lovers. Chorus: F C/E F C Am G/B C Je-sus, Je-sus, Je - sus, F C/E G/D C Friend for-ev - er. VERSE 2: C Dm What a hope I've found, C Dm More faithful than a mother; C Dm It would break my heart C Dm To ever lose each other. ____________________________________ Isaiah 49:15 Forget the woman her doThis Suckling, The loved one - the son of her womb? Yea, these forget - but I - I forget thee not. |
