The Future

1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become like 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 move mountains, and have not love, 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, it profits me nothing.

4 Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not boast, is not puffed up,

5 Does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not its own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil;

6 Rejoices not in 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 are prophecies, they shall fail; whether there are tongues, they shall cease; whether there is 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 in part shall be done away.

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 glass, 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 abides faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

August 2021