OEB 1COR Chapter 13

13 Though I speak in the “tongues” of people, or even of angels, yet have not love, I have become mere echoing brass, or a clanging cymbal! 2 Even though I have the gift of preaching, and fathom all hidden truths and all the depths of knowledge; even though I have such faith as might move mountains, yet have not love, I am nothing! 3 Even though I dole my substance to the poor, even though I sacrifice my body in order to boast, yet have not love, it avails me nothing! 4 Love is long-suffering, and kind; love is never envious, never boastful, never conceited, never behaves unbecomingly; 5 love is never self-seeking, never provoked, never reckons up her wrongs; 6 love never rejoices at evil, but rejoices in the triumph of truth; 7 love bears with all things, ever trustful, ever hopeful, ever patient. 8 Love never fails. But, whether it be the gift of preaching, it will end; whether it be the gift of “tongues,” it will cease; whether it be knowledge, it, too, will vanish. 9 For our knowledge is incomplete, and our preaching is incomplete, 10 but, when the perfect has come, that which is incomplete will end. 11 When I was a child, I talked as a child, I felt as a child, I reasoned as a child; now that I am a man, I have done with childish ways. 12 As yet we see, in a mirror, dimly, but then – face to face! As yet my knowledge is incomplete, but then I will know in full, as I have been fully known. 13 Meanwhile faith, hope, and love endure – these three, but the greatest of these is love.

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