1 If I may speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not divine love, I have become a sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. 2 And if I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, and have not divine love, I am nothing. 3 And if I give all my goods to feed the poor, and if I may give my body that I shall be burnt, and have not divine love, I am profited as to nothing. 4 Divine love suffers long; divine love is kind; divine love envies not; does not make a display of itself, is not puffed up, 5 does not behave itself uncomely, seeks not its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6 it does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but it rejoices in the truth; 7 it bears all things, it believes all things, it hopes all things, it endures all things.
8 Divine love never falls: but whether there are prophecies, they shall be done away; whether there are tongues, they shall cease; whether there is knowledge, it shall vanish away. 9 For we know in part, and prophesy in part: 10 but when the perfect may come, that which is in part shall be done away. 11 When I was an infant, I talked like an infant, I thought like an infant, I reasoned like an infant: when I became a man, I put away the things of the infant. 12 For we now see through a mirror in an enigma; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know perfectly even as I am perfectly known. 13 But now abide faith, hope, divine love, these three; but the greatest of these is divine love.