Although I speak in tongues
  Of men and angels
  I'm just sounding brass
  And tinkling cymbals without love--
  Love suffers long--
  Love is kind!--
  Enduring all things--
  Love has no evil in mind
  If I had the gift of prophecy--
  And all the knowledge--
  And the faith to move the mountains
  Even if I understood all of the mysteries--
  If 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 and I understood as a child--
  But when I became a woman--
  I put away childish things
  And began to see through a glass darkly
  Where, as a child, I saw it face to face
  Now, I only know it in part
  Fractions in me
  Of faith and hope and love
  And of these great three
  Love's the greatest beauty
  Love
  Love
  Love