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For there shall be a day, that the watchmen upon the mount Ephraim shall cry, Arise ye, and let us go up to Zion unto the Lord our God.

Though...I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,

        and have not charity,

           I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
 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 remove mountains,                     and have not charity, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, 

                             and though I give my body to be  burned, and have not charity....

It profiteth me nothing!
Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not;

                                          charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,.

The First Epistle of Paul the Apostle to the Corinthians Chapter 13