1 Corinthians 13 - William Tyndale New Testament

¹ ¶ Though I spake with the tongues of men and angels, and yet had no love, I were even as sounding brass: and as a tinkling cymbal.

² And though I could prophesy, and understood all secrets, and all knowledge: yee, if I had all faith so that I could move mountains out of their places, and yet had no love, I were nothing.

³ And though I bestowed all my goods to feed the poor, and though I gave my body even that I burned, and yet had no love, it profiteth me nothing.

⁴ ¶ Love suffereth long, and is courteous. Love envieth not. Love doth not frowardly, swelleth not,

⁵ dealeth not dishonestly, seeketh not her own, is not provoked to anger, thinketh not evil

⁶ rejoiceth not in iniquity: but rejoiceth in the truth,

⁷ suffereth all things, believeth all things hopeth all things, endureth in all things.

⁸ Though that prophesying fail, or tongues shall cease, or knowledge vanish away: yet love falleth never away.

⁹ ¶ For our knowledge is unperfect, and our prophesying is unperfect:

¹⁰ but when that which is perfect is come: then that which is unperfect shall be done away.

¹¹ When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I imagined as a child: but as soon as I was a man I put away childishness.

¹² Now we see in a glass even in a dark speaking: but then shall we see face to face. Now I know unperfectly: but then shall I know even as I am known.

¹³ Now abideth faith, hope, and love, even these three: but the chief of these is love.