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If I speak in the tongues
of men and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a
clanging cymbal.
And if I have prophetic powers, and
understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have faith, so as
to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give all my possessions, and
if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain
nothing.
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Love is
patient, love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or
rude.
It does not insist on its own way;
it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing but
rejoices in the truth.
It bears all things, believes all
things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love
never ends.
But as for prophecies they will
come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease;
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as for knowledge, it
will come to an end.
For we know only in part, and we
prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will
come to an end.
When I was a child; I spoke like a
child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an
adult, I put an end to childish ways.
For now I know only in part; then I
will know fully, even as I have been fully known.
And now faith, hope and love abide,
these three, and the greatest of these is love.
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