Love

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 though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.

 

Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil;

 does not rejoice in iniquity,but rejoices in the truth;bears all things,believes all things,hopes all things,endures all things.                 

                                    Love never fails.                                                              

--Class of 2010--