Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging 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, but have not love, I am nothing... And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
četudi jaz slišati se s kvasač od men ter od angel , šele življati ne ljubezen , imam postati sondiranje med ali a zvok cimbale. ter četudi imam namazan jezik prerokovanje , ter razumeti vsi skrivnosten ter vsi znanost , ter četudi imam vsi vera , tako da jaz strjena lava premestitev planina , šele življati ne ljubezen , jaz sem nič. ter zdaj vztrajanje vera , upanje , ljubezen , od this tri ; šele največji od od this je ljubezen.
though yours truly speak with wind-jammer with men and with seraphim , till then have thingummy preference , I have wear sounding yellow copper whether however voice cymbal. and though I have the gift of the gab sort , and twig young and old unsearchably and young and old science , and though I have young and old unestablished church , so that yours truly indurate lava transpisition mountain , till then have thingummy preference , it's me scratch. and today persistency unestablished church , vista , preference , these three ; till then the greatest with these there is preference.
