13 Though I speak with the tongues of man and angels, and do not have love, I am as sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.
2 And though I may have the gift of prophecy, and know all secrets and all knowledge; indeed, if I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and do not have love, I am nothing.
3 And though I feed the poor with all my goods, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.
4 Love is patient. Love is kind. Love does not envy. Love does not boast and is not puffed up,
5 It is not rude. It is not selfish. It is not provoked to anger. It thinks no evil:
6 It does not rejoice in injustice but rejoices in the truth.
7 It bears all things: It believes all things. It hopes all things. It endures all things.
8 Love never fails; even though prophecies are ended, languages cease, and knowledge fades away.
9 For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
10 But when That which is perfect comes, then that which is in part shall be abolished.
11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child. I understood as a child. I thought as a child. But when I became a man, I put away childish things.
12 For now we see through a glass darkly. But then shall we see face to face. Now I know in part. But then shall I know just as I also am known.
13 And yet remain faith, hope, love; these three. But the greatest of these is love.