If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
To the weak I became weak, to win the weak. I have become all things to all men so that by all possible means I might save some.
Then the end will come, when he hands over the kingdom to God the Father after he has destroyed all dominion, authority and power.
For the foolishness of God is wiser than man’s wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man’s strength.
However, as it is written: “No eye has seen, no ear has heard, no mind has conceived what God has prepared for those who love him.”