Original lyrics
ENThough i have all my faith
So that could remove mountains
And have not love
I'm locking
It profiteth me nothing
Though i bestow all my goods
To feed the poor and my body to burned
And have not love
I'm locking
It profiteth me nothing
Love suffereth long
Envyed not
Vaunteth not itself
It's not puffed up
Now abideth love
Faith and hope
But the greatest of
You.. it's the love
