Twentieth_Century(i)
1 Though I speak in the 'tongues' of men, or even of angels, yet have not Love, I have become mere echoing brass, or a clanging cymbal!
2 Even though I have the gift of preaching, and fathom all hidden truths and all the depths of knowledge; even though I have such faith as might move mountains, yet have not Love, I am nothing!
3 Even though I dole my substance to the poor, even though I sacrifice my body, that I may boast, yet have not Love, it avails me nothing!
4 Love is long-suffering, and kind; Love is never envious, never boastful, never conceited, never behaves unbecomingly;
5 Love is never self-seeking, never provoked, never reckons up her wrongs;
6 Love never rejoices at evil, but rejoices in the triumph of Truth;