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Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels – Sir Edward Cuthbert Bairstow (1874 – 1946)
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.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though And though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.
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.
Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail:

For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face:
Now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope and charity, but the greatest of these is charity.

from Corinthians 8: 1-4, 7-9, 12 and 13