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[1]Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
[2]And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.
[3]And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.
[4]Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
[5]Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;
[6]Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;
[7]Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
[8]Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
[9]For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
[10]But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
[11]When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
[12]For 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.
[13]And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.
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