Chapter 13
1 If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I - Copper or a tinkling cymbal sounding. 2 If you have [the gift of] prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge and all faith, so that [can] move mountains, but have not love, - I am nothing. 3 And if I give away all my possessions and my body to be burned, but have not love, no I gain nothing. 4 Love is patient, love is kind does not envy, it does not boast, not proud, 5 does not insist on seeking, not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices with the truth; 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 8 Love never fails, though prophecies will cease, and tongues will cease, and the knowledge to be abolished. 9 For we know in part and prophesy in part, 10 but when the perfect comes, then what kind of come to an end. 11 When I was a baby, something in a child: spoke as a child conceived as a child again; I became a man, I put away childish. 12 Now we see through a [dim] glass, conjectural, but then face to face: now I know in part, and they knew just how I am known. 13 And now abide these three: faith, hope and love, but love from them anymore.
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