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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.

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.

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.

Love is patient. Love is kind. Love does not envy. Love does not boast and is not puffed up,

It is not rude. It is not selfish. It is not provoked to anger. It thinks no evil:

It does not rejoice in injustice but rejoices in the truth.

It bears all things: It believes all things. It hopes all things. It endures all things.

Love never fails; even though prophecies are ended, languages cease, and knowledge fades away.

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.