If I speak with the languages of men and of angels, but don't have love,
I have become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but don't have love,
I am nothing.
If I dole out all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body to be burned, but don't have love,
it profits me nothing.
Love is patient and is kind
Love does not envy
Love does not brag, is not proud,
does not behave itself inappropriately, does not seek its own way, is not provoked, takes no account of evil
does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth.
Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things!
Love never disappears. . .