Though unbelievers breathe, they lack life. First we believe the promise, then we hope for it. If faith did not feed the lamp of hope with oil, it would soon die. It sets love to work. Faith which worketh by love.
Love takes possession of glory, but faith gives a title to it.
Love is the crowning grace in heaven, but faith is the conquering grace upon earth. This is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith. Faith carries away the garland from all the other graces. Other graces help to sanctify us, but faith only has the honour to justify us. Being justified by faith.