He that covereth a transgression seeketh love: But he that harpeth on a matter separateth chief friends.
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.
Hatred stirreth up strifes: But love covereth all transgressions.
A froward man scattereth abroad strife: And a whisperer separateth chief friends.
A rebuke entereth deeper into one that hath understanding Than an hundred stripes into a fool.
Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
let him know, that he which converteth a sinner from the error of his way shall save a soul from death, and shall cover a multitude of sins.
above all things being fervent in your love among yourselves; for love covereth a multitude of sins: