THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling symbol.
THOUGH I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and have all faith, so that I could move mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
THOUGH I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.
LOVE suffers long, and is kind. Love envies not. Love vaunts not itself; is not puffed up.
LOVE does not behave itself unseemly; seeks not her own; is not easily provoked; thinks no evil.
REJOICES not in iniquity; but rejoices in the truth.
LOVE bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
LOVE never fails. Whether there are prophecies, they shall fail; whether there are tongues, they shall cease; whether there is knowledge, it shall vanish away.
WE know in part, and we prophesy in part.
WHEN that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
WHEN I was a child, I spoke as a child; I understood as a child; thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
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.
NOW abides faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
Saint Paul the Apostle’s First Epistle to the Corinthians, Chapter 13, KJV