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Chinese (traditional)If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. 
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. If I could speak all the languages of earth and of angels, but didn’t love others, I would only be a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If I speak with the languages of men and of angels, but don’t have love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. If I speak with the tongues of mankind and of angels, but do not have love, I have become a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If in speaking I use human tongues
and angelic as well,
but do not have love,
I am nothing more than a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. A wise son makes a glad father,
but a foolish son is a sorrow to his mother. And there is salvation in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given among men by which we must be saved.Next verse!With image