1 Corinthians 13 - From a 19th Century Scottish Bible
A chapter I do not remind myself enough of. Had seen this text posted as a picture somewhere in the last year and had copied down the text.
A beautiful and poetic rendering of 1 Corinthians 13, especially if you imagine a good Scottish brogue reading it.
1. Though perfect eloquence adornâd my sweet persuading tongue, Though I could speak in higher strains ever angel sung; 2. Though prophecy my soul inspirâd, and made all mystâries plain: Yet, were I void of Christian love, these gifts were all in vain.
3. Nay, though my faith with boundless powâr evân mountains could remove, I still am nothing, if Iâm void of charity and love. 4. Although with lib'ral hand I gave my goods the poor to feed, Nay, gave my body to the flames, still fruitless were the deed.
5. Love suffers long; love envies not; but love is ever kind; She never boasteth of herself, nor proudly lifts the mind. 6. Love harbors no suspicious thought, is patient to the bad; Grievâd when she hears of sins and crimes and in the truth is glad.
7. Love no unseemly carriage shows, nor selfishly confinâd; She glows with social tenderness, and feels for all mankind. 8. Love beareth much, much she believes and still she hopes the best; Love meekly suffers many a wrong, though sore with hardship pressâd.
9. Love still shall hold an endless reign in earth and heavân above, When tongues shall cease, and prophets fail, and evâry gift but love. 10. Here all our gifts imperfect are; but better days draw nigh, When perfect light shall pour its rays and all those shadows fly.
11. Like children here we speak and think, amusâd with childish toys; But when our powârs their manhood reach, weâll scorn our present joys. 12. Now dark and dim, as through a glass, are God and truth beheld; Then shall we see as face to face, and God shall be unveilâd.
13. Faith, Hope, and Love, now dwell on earth, and earth by them is blest; But Faith and Hope must yield to Love, of all the graces best. 14. Hope shall to full fruition rise, and Faith be sight above: These are the means, but this end; the saints for ever love.