But if I have not love, Then my voice is a clash of brass and clanging bells, Just tongue-tied stammering. But if I have not love, Then my knowledge means little, my words mean less, And my truth means not a thing. I could give all I have to others. I could give my body to be burned. Without love all my sacrifice means nothing, My gift is spurned.
Love is patient, and love is kind.
Love does not waver and it doesn't stray. Love's not proud, love does not insist On having it's own way. Love is strong, it protects and it defends. It turns from wrong, and rejoices in the right. Love endures all things, love forgives all things.