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Although I speak in tongues of men and angels I?m just soundin' brass and tinklin' cymbals Without love Love suffers long, love is kind Enduring all things, hopin' all things Love has no evil in mind If I had the gift of prophecy an' all the knowledge An' the faith to move the mountains Even if I understood all of the mysteries An' I didn?t have love, I?d be nothing Love never looks for love Love?s not puffed up or envious or touchy Because it rejoices in the truth not in iniquity Love sees like a child sees As a child, I spoke as a child I thought an' I understood as a child But when I became a woman I put away childish things An' began to see through a glass darkly Where, as a child, I saw it face to face Now, I only know it in part, in part Fractions in me of faith an' hope an' love And of these great three, love?s the greatest beauty Love, love, love |