[1] If I speak with the languages of men and of angels, but don`t have
love, I have become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal. [2] If I have the
gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have
all faith, so as to remove mountains, but don`t have love, I am nothing.
[3] If I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body to be
burned, but don`t have love, it profits me nothing. [4] Love is patient and
is kind; love doesn`t envy. Love doesn`t brag, is not proud, [5] doesn`t
behave itself inappropriately, doesn`t seek its own way, is not provoked,
takes no account of evil; [6] doesn`t rejoice in unrighteousness, but
rejoices with the truth; [7] bears all things, believes all things, hopes
all things, endures all things. [8] Love never fails. But where there are
prophecies, they will be done away with. Where there are various languages,
they will cease. Where there is knowledge, it will be done away with. [9]
For we know in part, and we prophesy in part; [10] but when that which is
complete has come, then that which is partial will be done away with. [11]
When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a
child. Now that I have become a man, I have put away childish things. [12]
For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in
part, but then I will know fully, even as I was also fully known. [13] But
now remain faith, hope, and love: these three. The greatest of these is
love.
