Lyrics

1 Corinthians 13:1-3 (KJV with slight modification)

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels,
and have not love, not love
I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal,
without love, without love
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,
And have not love, I am nothing without love.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor,
And though I give my body to be burned, and have not love,
It profiteth me nothing without love.
First Corinthians thirteen verses one, two and three

(chords: C, F, G7)