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 profits me nothing.
4 Charity suffers long and is benign; charity envies not; charity does nothing without due reason, is not puffed up,
5 is not injurious, seeks not her own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil,
6 rejoices not in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.