Глава 13

  • 1. ¶ THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love in my heart, 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 love in my heart, 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 love in my heart, I gain nothing.
  • 4. ¶ Love is long-suffering and kind; love does not envy; love does not make a vain display of itself, and does not boast,
  • 5. Does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not its own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil;
  • 6. Rejoices not over iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
  • 7. Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
  • 8. ¶ Love never fails; but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
  • 9. For we know in part and we prophesy in part.
  • 10. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is imperfect shall come to an end.
  • 11. When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
  • 12. For now we see through a mirror, darkly; but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
  • 13. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.