Faith; hope; and loving-kindness; 
these three surpass all worldly understanding: 
all these await in human nature 
as inclinations that are natural; 
to be awakened by the grace 
that ever waits within us: 
as these arise, faith takes the precedence; 
then follows, hope; itself precedes 
the love, the charity, the loving-kindness; 
yet if alas, disorder, dissolution intervene, 
first, love is lost; then hope; 
and last of all goes faith; 
yet, when these come into their perfection, 
greatest of all these, is love; 
hope and faith are then the charity 
which love may shower on the world around 
circle on circle as the gentle rain from heaven. 
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[leaning on the writings of Josef Pieper]                
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