INNO ALLA CARITA'-SAN PAOLO- CORINZI 13,1

INNO ALLA CARITA'

S. Paolo – Prima lettera ai Corinzi 13,1

If speaking the languages of men and of angels,
but do not have love,
I would be a bronze or a resonant harpsichord clarion.

If I had the gift of prophecy
and know all mysteries and all knowledge
and had all the faith to move mountains,
but do not have love,
I would not be nothing.

If you give away all my goods to feed the poor,
if it gave my body to be burned,
and not have love,
I do not benefit anything.

Love is patient,
is kind;

love does not envy, it does not boast,
not inflate, does not lack of respect,
does not seek its own interest, not angry,
does not take into account the male received
but rejoices with the truth;

tolerates everything, believes everything,
All hopes, endures all.

Charity will never be less.

The prophecies will disappear;
the gift of tongues will cease, science vanish;
know it imperfectly,
and imperfectly prophesied;
but when perfection, disappear what is imperfect.

As a child I spoke as a child,
I thought as a child, reasoned as a child.
Since I became a man,
I stopped the things as a child.

Now we see in a mirror, so dark;
but then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part, but then I know perfectly well,
as well are known.

Now there are these three things: faith, hope and charity;
but the greatest of these is charity.