- ¶ THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love in my heart, I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal.
- And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge;
and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love in my heart, I am nothing.
- And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love in my heart, I gain nothing.
- ¶ Love is long-suffering and kind;
love does not envy;
love does not make a vain display of itself, and does not boast,
- Does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not its own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil;
- Rejoices not over iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
- Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
- ¶ Love never fails;
but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail;
whether there be tongues, they shall cease;
whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
- For we know in part and we prophesy in part.
- But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is imperfect shall come to an end.
- When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child;
but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
- For now we see through a mirror, darkly;
but then face to face.
Now I know in part;
but then shall I know even as also I am known.
- And now abide faith, hope, love, these three;
but the greatest of these is love.