Through I speak with the tongues of men and of angel, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all my mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all my faith, so I that I could remove mountains, and I have not charity, I am nothing. 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 profiteth me nothing.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Jul 2014 08:59:04 +0000
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