If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels
But have not love, I am only a resounding gong
Or a clanging cymbal
If I have the gift of prophecy
And can fathom all myst'ries and all knowledge
And if I have a faith that can move mountains
But have not love, I am nothing
If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames
But have not love, but have not love
I gain nothing
But have not love, but have not love
I gain nothing
But have not love, but have not love
I gain nothing
Love is patient, love is kind
It does not envy, it does not boast
It is not proud, it is not rude
It is not selfseeking, it's not eas'ly angered
It keeps no record of wrongs
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth
But rejoices with the truth
It always protects, always trusts
Always hopes, always perseveres
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Love never fails, love never fails, love never fails
Love never fails, love never fails, love never fails
Love never fails, love never fails, love never fails
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love
But the greatest of these is love
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love
But the greatest of these is love
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