ABU(i)
1 THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, 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 as to remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
3 And though I bestow all my goods in food, and though I give up my body that I may be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.
4 Love suffers long, is kind; love envies not; love vaunts not itself, is not puffed up,
5 does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not its own, is not easily provoked, imputes no evil;
6 rejoices not at unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth;
7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
8 Love never fails; but whether there are prophesyings, they will be done away; whether tongues, they will cease; whether knowledge, it will be done away.