1 Corinthians 13

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels
And have not charity
I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal
And though I have the gift of prophecy
And understand all mysteries and all knowledge
And though I have all faith so that I could remove mountains
And have not charity I am nothing
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor
And though I give my body to be burned
And have not charity it profiteth me nothing
And have not charity it profiteth me nothing

Charity suffereth long and is kind
Charity envieth not
Charity vaunteth not itself is not puffed up
Doth not behave itself unseemly seeketh not her own
Is not easily provoked thinketh no evil
Rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in the truth
Beareth all things believeth all things
Hopeth all things endureth all things
Beareth all things believeth all things
Hopeth all things endureth all things

Charity never faileth
But whether there be prophecies they shall fail
Whether there be tongues they shall cease
Whether there be knowledge it shall vanish away
For we know in part and we prophesy in part
But when that which is perfect is come
Then that which is in part shall be done away

When I was a child I spake as a child
I understood as a child I thought as a child
But when I became a man I put away childish things
But when I became a man I put away childish things

For now we see through a glass darkly
But then face to face
Now I know in part
But then shall I know even as also I am known
And now abideth faith hope charity these three
But the greatest of these is charity
And now abideth faith hope charity these three
But the greatest of these is charity