If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels,

but have not love, I am only a

resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can

fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move

mountains, but have not love, I am

nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the

flames but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind.

Love birds

It does not envy, it does not boast,

it is not proud. It is not rude,

it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,

it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.

But the greatest of these is love

1 Cornthians 13


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About Phoebe Leggett

Phoebe Leggett is an author, poet, and free-lance writer whose articles, stories, and poetry have enhanced the lives of many. In 2007 she received two awards for her work at the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writer’s Conference in Ridgecrest, North Carolina. Her articles, stories, and poetry have been published in adult and children’s Christian literature as well as online. Her books are available on Amazon.com under her name.
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