Thomson(i)
1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, if I have not love, I am but a sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal;
2 and though I have a gift of prophesy and understand all the mysteries and all this knowledge; and though I have all that faith, so as to remove mountains; if I have not love, I am nothing.
3 And though I distribute all my substance to feed the poor, and deliver up my body to be burned, if I have not love, it profiteth me nothing.
4 Love is long suffering; it aboundeth in kindness. Love is not envious. Love is not insolent: it is not puffed up.
5 It doth not behave itself unbecomingly. It is not self interested. It is not easily provoked. It placeth not the evil to account.
6 It rejoiceth not in iniquity, but shareth in the joys of truth.
7 It beareth all things. It believeth all things. It hopeth all things. It endureth all things patiently.
8 Love never faileth. But as for prophecies, they will be out of use. As for languages, they will cease: As for science, it will be done away.
9 For we now know in part and prophesy in part,
10 but when perfection is come, there will a stop be put to that which is in part.
11 When I was a child, I spake as a child, I thought as a child, I reasoned as a child; but when I became a man, I put a stop to childish things.
12 For we now by means of a mirrour see a representation of things; but we shall then see face to face. I now know in part; but I shall then know as I am known.
13 Now then these three, faith, hope and love, will remain; but love is the greatest of the three.