when perfection comes

When I became a man,
I reasoned like a child.
I speak in the tongues of
my body to the flames

I have a faith that can move
but I give all I possess
where there are tongues,
they will be stilled
when perfection comes

when perfection comes
it does not boast, it is not proud

when perfection comes
then we shall see face to face

then I shall know fully,
even as I am fully known.
when perfection comes
when perfection comes

when perfection comes
love, I gain nothing.
it will pass away
it never fails.

I am only a resounding
gift to the poor imperfect.
Like a child, I thought
of angels, but have not
love

when perfection comes
I am nothing.