Though I speak with the tongues of angels, If I have not love... My words would resound with but a tinkling cymbal.And though I have the gift of prophesy... And understand all mysteries... and all knowledge...And though I have all faith So that I could remove mountains, If I have not love... I am nothing.Love is patient, love is kind; Love tolerates all things, Aspires to all things.Love never dies.
While the prophecies shall be done away,
tongues shall be silenced,
knowledge shall fade...
thus then shall linger only
faith, hope, and love...
but the greatest of these...
is love.
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