O perfect love! It suffers long, forbearing;

O perfect love! It suffers long, forbearing; Tender and kind, it leads the soul to sing; Free from all jealous thought and boastful feeling, May I this love divine to others bring.

O, selfless love! ’Tis never unbecoming; Purest affection “seeks not its own things;” Never Provoked, not counting evil doing; Let this love echo forth from my heart’s strings.

O noble love! In righteousness rejoicing, A love that cheers whenever truth is king; It covers all things, and believes in all things, It hopes all things, and will endure all things.

O lasting love! It fades not, ne’er abating; Timeless and strong, prevails o’er everything; When knowledge fails, and gifts are unavailing; May I be found in its eternal spring.