1 Corinthians 13
If
I speak in human and angelic tongues, but do not have love, I am a resounding
gong or a clashing cymbal. And if
I have the gift of prophecy, and comprehend all mysteries and all knowledge; if
I have faith so as to move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away everything I own, and if
I hand my body over so that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love
is patient, love is kind. It is
not jealous, love is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does
not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over
injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all
things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love
never fails. If there are
prophecies, they will be brought to nothing; if tongues, they will cease; if
knowledge, it will be brought to nothing.
For we know partially and we prophesy partially, but when the perfect
comes, the partial will pass away.
When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason
as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things. At present we see indistinctly, as in a
mirror, but then face to face. At
present I know partially; then I shall know fully as I am fully known. So faith, hope, love remain, these
three; but the greatest of these is love.
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