I could travel over oceans, cross the deserts, climb the mountains
Just to share Your story, bring You glory, and win souls for You.
I could sing like an angel, songs so humble and so thankful
Full of drama and emotion, so the world would know Your truth.
I could give away my money and my clothes and my food
To restore those people who are poor, lost, and down-and-out.
Oh, I could succeed at all these things,
Find favor with peasants and kings,But if I do not love, I am nothing.
I could live a flawless life,Never cheat or steal or lie,
And always speak so kindly, smile warmly, and go about doing good.
I could dedicate myself to do what everyone else wants me to-Listen to them,
compliment them, say the things I should.
I could show up every Friday at the Mosque
And they all might come to know me as a leader and a friend.
Oh, I could achieve success on Earth,
but success cannot define my worth
And all these actions, all these words, will not matter in the end-
Songs will fade to silence,Stories, they will cease.
The dust will settle, covering all my selfless deeds.
So as I strive to serve You,
Won't You make it clear to me,
If I do not love, I am nothing.