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Saint Paul's Hymn of Love |
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| ���� ��� If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, |
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| ������������������ but have not love, |
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| ���� ��� I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. |
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| �������� And if I have prophetic powers, |
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| �������� and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, |
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| �������� and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, |
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| ������������������ but have not love, |
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| �������� I am nothing. |
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| �������� If I give away all I have, |
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| �������� and if I deliver my body to be burned, |
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| ������������������ but have not love, |
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| �������� I gain nothing. |
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| ���� ��� Love is patient and kind; |
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| �������� love is not jealous or boastful; |
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| �������� it is not arrogant or rude. |
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| �������� Love does not insist on its own way; |
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| �������� it is not irritable or resentful; |
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| �������� it does not rejoice at wrong, |
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| �������� but rejoices in the right. |
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| �������� Love bears all things, believes all things, |
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| �������� hopes all things, endures all things. |
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| �������� Love never ends; as for prophecies, |
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| �������� they will pass away; as for tongues, |
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| �������� they will cease; as for knowledge, |
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| �������� it will pass away. |
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| �������� For our knowledge is imperfect |
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| �������� and our prophecy is imperfect; |
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| �������� but when the perfect comes, |
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| �������� the imperfect will pass away. |
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| �������� When I was a child, |
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| ���� ��� I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, |
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| �������� I reasoned like a child; |
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| ����� �� when I became a man, I gave up childish ways. |
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| �������� For now we see in a mirror dimly, |
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| �������� but then face to face. |
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| �������� Now I know in part; |
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| �������� then I shall understand fully, |
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| �������� even as I have been fully understood. |
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| �������� So faith, hope, love abide, these three; |
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| �������� but the greatest of these is love |
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�� (1 Cor 13). |
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