If I speak in tongues of men and angels and I have not love, I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal.
And if I have prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so as to remove mountains and I have no love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor and surrender my body to be burned and I have no love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient and kind, love does not envy, love does not boast, it is not proud It is not rude, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil, do not rejoice in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails, but the prophecies will be abolished, and leave the language, and science end.
we know in part and prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes then that is partly finished.
When I was a child, spoke as a child, thought like a child, I reasoned like a child: but when I became a man I gave a child.
Now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face. Now I know in part but then shall I know as I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope, and love, these three, but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians-13
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