1 Corinthians 13
1Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
2And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
3And though I bestow all my goods in food, and though I give up my body that I may be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.
4Love suffers long, is kind; love envies not; love vaunts not itself, is not puffed up,
5does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not its own, is not easily provoked, imputes no evil;
6rejoices not at unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth;
7bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8Love never fails; but whether there are prophesyings, they will be done away; whether tongues, they will cease; whether knowledge, it will be done away.
9For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
10But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part will be done away.
11When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I thought as a child, I reasoned as a child; but now that I am become a man, I have done away the things of the child.
12For we see now in a mirror, obscurely; but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then I shall know fully, even as I also am fully known.
13And now remain faith, hope, love, these three; and the greatest of these is love.