1 Corinthians 13
1 If I can speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but am destitute of Love, I have but become a loud-sounding trumpet or a clanging cymbal.
Ata neni paweza kutakula luga zya wantu na zya wantumintumi wa kumpindi, kumbiti pawera nahera mafiliru, neni wera gambira lidebi lyahera shintu ama kengeli.
2 If I possess the gift of prophecy and am versed in all mysteries and all knowledge, and have such absolute faith that I can remove mountains, but am destitute of Love, I am nothing.
Weza kayi kuwera na lifupu lya kutunga ujumbi wa Mlungu, panuvimana bada zyoseri na kumana kila shintu, weza kuwera na njimiru ya kuyihamiziya migongu, kumbiti pawera nahera mafiliru neni nashintu ndiri.
3 And if I distribute all my possessions to the poor, and give up my body to be burned, but am destitute of Love, it profits me nothing.
Pandaviya ulunda waneni woseri na kuwapanana wahushu, kayi pandaviya nshimba yaneni ilunguziwi motu, handa pawera nahera mafiliru neni hapeni mpati shintu.
4 Love is patient and kind. Love knows neither envy nor jealousy. Love is not forward and self-assertive, nor boastful and conceited.
Yakawera na mafiliru kahepeleri na utanga na yakawera na mafiliru kahera weya, hapeni kaweri na malingisi ama kalitumba.
5 She does not behave unbecomingly, nor seek to aggrandize herself, nor blaze out in passionate anger, nor brood over wrongs.
Yakawera na mafiliru hapeni kakosi ligoya, hapeni kasakuli mota yakuwi mweni na hapeni kaweri na maya kanongola longola na hapeni katuli mumoyu vintu vidoda vyawamtendiriti.
6 She finds no pleasure in injustice done to others, but joyfully sides with the truth.
Mafiliru hapeni gasekeleri ukondola, kumbiti gasekelera unakaka.
7 She knows how to be silent. She is full of trust, full of hope, full of patient endurance.
Muntu yakawera na mafiliru kahepeleri goseri na kajimilira goseri na kakanka goseri.
8 Love never fails. But if there are prophecies, they will be done away with; if there are languages, they will cease; if there is knowledge, it will be brought to an end.
Mafiliru gahera upeleru. Handa kwana mafupu ga kutunga ujumbi wa Mlungu, aga hagawuki lishaka limu, mafupu ga kutakula luga zyazimanika ndiri hagawuki, handa kwana kuvimana hakupiti.
9 For our knowledge is imperfect, and so is our prophesying;
Toziya mafupu ga kuvimana vyoseri gamalilika ndiri na lifupu lyatwenga lya kutunga ujumbi wa Mlungu likamilika ndiri.
10 but when the perfect state of things is come, all that is imperfect will be brought to an end.
Mlungu hakavikamilishi vyoseri, shilii shashikamilika ndiri, hashiwuki.
11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, felt like a child, reasoned like a child: when I became a man, I put from me childish ways.
Paweriti namwana ntakuliti shiwana, nuvimaniti shiwana, nuliholiti shiwana. Kumbiti vinu neni namuntu mkulu, vitwatira vya shiwana nuvileka.
12 For the present we see things as if in a mirror, and are puzzled; but then we shall see them face to face. For the present the knowledge I gain is imperfect; but then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
Shatuwona vinu shiwoneka gambira sheni shashiwoneka ndiri weri mushiloleru, kumbiti shakapanu hatuwoni sheni kwa sheni. Vinu nuvimana katepu hera, kumbiti shakapanu hanuvimani hweri goseri, gambira Mlungu ntambu yakamana neni.
13 And so there remain Faith, Hope, Love--these three; and of these the greatest is Love.
Vinu gankulikala matatu aga, njimiru na litumbiru na mafiliru, kumbiti lyaliwera likulu mugoseri ndo mafiliru.
