1 Though in every tongue of men and of angels I spoke, and had not love, I should be as brass which soundeth, or a cymbal which giveth voice.

2 And though there were in me prophecy, and I knew all mysteries, and all knowledge, and though there were in me all faith, as that I could remove the mountain, and love were not in me, I should be nothing.

3 And if all I have I make to feed the poor, and I deliver my body to burn, and love be not in me, I profit nothing.

4 LOVE is patient and benign; love envieth not; love is not tumultuous, nor inflated;

5 it acteth not with unseemliness, nor seeketh its own; it is not angry, nor thoughtful of evil;

6 it rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth.

7 It endureth every thing, believeth every thing; it hopeth all, endureth all.

8 Love never falleth; for prophecies shall be abolished, and tongues be silent, and knowledge be abolished:

9 for it is a little of much that we know, and a little of much we prophesy;

10 but when the perfection shall have come, then shall be abolished that which is little.

11 When I was a child, as a child I spake, and as a child I thought, and as a child I reasoned; but when I had become a man I abolished these things of childhood.

12 But now as in a mirror we see in a figure; but then- the face before the face. Now I know a little of much; but then shall I know even as I am known.

13 For these are the three that remain, faith and hope and love; but the greatest of these is love.