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Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angles,and have not love,I am become as sounding brass,or a tinkling cymbal.And though I have the gift of prophecy and understang all mysteries,and though Ihave all faith,so that L could remove mountains,and have not love,I arn nothing.And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor,and though I give my body to be burned.And have not love,it profiteth me nothing.Love sufferenth long,and is kind;love envieth not;love vaunteth not itself,is nt puffed up,doth dot behave itself unseemly.Seeketh not her own,is not easily provoked,thinketh no evil;rejoiceth not in iniquity,but rejoiceth in te truth;beareth all things,believethall things,hopeth all things,endureth all things.
Love never faileth:but whether there beprophecies,they shall fail;whether there be tongues,thy shall cease;wheher 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,Lspek as a child,I understood as a child:but when I became a man,I put away childish things.For now we see through a glass darkly but then faceto face:now I know in part;but then shall I know even as also I am known.And now ablideth faith,hope,love,these three;but the greastest of thee is love.