1 Corinthians 13
1 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.
Jodi moi manu aru sorgo duth khan laga bhasha pora koi, kintu moi logote morom nai koile, titia hoile ami to ekta hala kori thaka tina nisena ase nohoile bhi ekta awaj di thaka thali nisena ase.
2 If I have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but don’t have love, I am nothing.
Aru jodi moi logote bhabobani laga bordan aru bujhi bole napara kotha aru sob bujhi jaa gyaan khan ase koile, aru jodi moi logote pahar ke hata bole para laga biswas ase, kintu jodi ami logote morom to nai, tinehoile ami to eku bhi nohoi.
3 If I give away all my goods to feed the poor, and if I give my body to be burnt, but don’t have love, it profits me nothing.
Aru jodi ami laga dhun sompoti khan sob bhag kori diye, aru jodi moi laga gaw ke boli nimite daan di diye, kintu ami logote morom nai koile, moi eku bhi labh nohobo.
4 Love is patient and is kind. Love doesn’t envy. Love doesn’t brag, is not proud,
Morom to rukhibole pare aru norom ase; morom to suku najule; morom to phutani nadikhai, etu khong nohoi.
5 doesn’t behave itself inappropriately, doesn’t seek its own way, is not provoked, takes no account of evil;
Etu khechera nakore, etu nijor nimite nabisare, etu joldi ghusa nauthe, etu golti khan ke monte narakhe.
6 doesn’t rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth;
Etu adharmik kaam khan te khushi nakore, hoilebi hosa te khushi kore.
7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, and endures all things.
Etu sobke dhorjo kori bole pare, sob te biswas rakhe, sob asha rakhe, dukh digdar te dhorjo kori bole pare.
8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will be done away with. Where there are various languages, they will cease. Where there is knowledge, it will be done away with.
Morom kitia bhi khotom nohoi. Kintu bhabobani khan laga bordan khan bhi sob khotom hoi jabo: alag kisim laga bhasha kori bole para laga bordan, aru gyaan laga bordan khan sob khotom hoi jabo.
9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part;
Kilekoile amikhan etu bhabobani aru gyaan ke pura najane aru adha kaam he kore.
10 but when that which is complete has come, then that which is partial will be done away with.
Kintu jitia pura thik thaka to ahibo, titia juntu khan pura nohoi, eitu khan sob khotom hoi jabo.
11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I felt as a child, I thought as a child. Now that I have become a man, I have put away childish things.
Jitia moi bacha thakisele, moi bacha nisena kotha korise, moi bacha nisena bhabona korise, moi bacha nisena kaam kori thakise. Jitia moi dangor manu hoise, moi bacha nisena laga kaam khan sob chari dise.
12 For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I will know fully, even as I was also fully known.
Kilekoile etiya amikhan ayna te bhal pora sabole napare, kintu pichete usor pora ekjon-ekjon laga chehera sabole paribo. Etiya moi olop bhag he jane, kintu pichete moi pura jani jabo, jineka Isor pora amike pura janikena ase.
13 But now faith, hope, and love remain—these three. The greatest of these is love.
Kintu etu tinta to thaki jabo: biswas, asha aru morom. Kintu eitu khan majote sob pora dangor to morom ase.
