1 Corinthians 13
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Though I spake with the tonges of me and angels and yet had no love I were even as soundinge brasse: or as a tynklynge Cymball.
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And though I coulde prophesy and vnderstode all secretes and all knowledge: yee yf I had all fayth so that I coulde move mountayns oute of ther places and yet had no love I were nothynge.
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And though I bestowed all my gooddes to fede the poore and though I gave my body even that I burned and yet had no love it profeteth me nothinge.
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Love suffreth longe and is corteous. Love envieth not. Love doth not frowardly swelleth not
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dealeth not dishonestly seketh not her awne is not provoked to anger thynketh not evyll
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reioyseth not in iniquite: but reioyseth in the trueth
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suffreth all thynge beleveth all thynges hopeth all thynges endureth in all thynges.
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Though that prophesyinge fayle other tonges shall cease )or knowledge vanysshe awaye yet love falleth never awaye.
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For oure knowledge is vnparfect and oure prophesyinge is vnperfet.
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But when that which is parfect is come then that which is vnparfet shall be done awaye.
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When I was a chylde I spake as a chylde I vnderstode as a childe I ymagened as a chylde. But assone as I was a man I put awaye childesshnes.
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Now we se in a glasse even in a darke speakynge: but then shall we se face to face. Now I knowe vnparfectly: but then shall I knowe even as I am knowen.
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Now abideth fayth hope and love even these thre: but the chefe of these is love.