1¶If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
2And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
3If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4¶Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful;
5it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
6it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.
7Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8¶Love never ends; as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
9For our knowledge is imperfect and our prophecy is imperfect;
10but when the perfect comes, the imperfect will pass away.
11When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
12For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall understand fully, even as I have been fully understood.
13¶So faith, hope, love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love
