1 Although I speak with angel's tongue,
my faith, my knowledge all surpass,
but have no love, my gifts are vain
as clanging gong or blaring brass.
2 For love is patient, love is kind,
and never vain with boasting pride;
love nears all things, all things endures.
All things must end; love will abide.
3 For now we peer at darkened glass;
our visions end; our tongues all cease.
In parta we know, in part now see:
then we will see love face to face.
4 The gifts are many, the Body one,
and into one are all baptized.
Beloved, share one heart, one mind,
one hope, one faith, one love in Christ.
