| 1 | Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, 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 that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. |
| 3 | 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. |
| 4 | Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, |
| 5 | Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; |
| 6 | Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; |
| 7 | Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. |
