ᎾᏍᏉ ᏴᏫ ᎠᎴ ᎦᎸᎳᏗ ᎠᏁᎯ ᏗᏂᎧᎿᏩᏗᏙᎯ ᏧᏂᏬᏂᎯᏍᏗ ᏱᏥᏬᏂᎭ, ᎾᎩᎲᎾᏃ ᏱᎩ ᎠᏓᎨᏳᏗ ᎨᏒᎢ, ᎥᏣᏱᏉ ᎤᏃᏴᎵᏛ ᎠᎴ ᎤᏃᏴᎩ ᎤᎭᎸᏂᎯ ᏕᎦᏤᎳᎦ.
If I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am become sounding brass, or a clanging cymbal.