Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,and have not love I am become as a sounding brass and a tinkling cymbal And though I have the gift of prophesy and understand all mysteries,and all knowledge ;and though I have all faith so that I could remove mountains ,and have not love 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 love it profiteth me nothing Love suffereth long and is kind ,love envieth not love vaunteth not itself it is not puffed up Doth not behave itself unseemly seeketh not her own ,is not easily provoked ,thinketh no evil Rejoiceth not in iniquity but Rejoiceth in truth Beareth all things believeth all things hopeth all things ,endureth all things Love never faileth but whether there be prophecies they shal fail , whether they shall be tongues they shall cease ,whether there shall be knowledge it shall vanish away For we know in part and we prophesy in part But when that which is perfect is come,then that which is in part shall be done away When I was a child I spake as a child, I understood as a child , I thought as a child but when I became a man I put away childish things For now we see through a glass darkly ,but then face to face ,now I know in part but then shall I know even as also I am known And now abideth faith hope and love but the greatest is love............... God is love and I love you
Posted on: Tue, 28 Jan 2014 16:29:59 +0000
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