Did, then, that which is good, unto me become death? Far be it! But it was sin, that it might appear sin, through that which was good unto me working out death, in order that, exceeding sinful, might sin become through the commandment.

For, that which I am working out, I do not approve, - for not, what I wish, the same I practise, but, what I hate, the same I do:

Now, however, no longer am, I, working it out, but the, sin, that dwelleth in me:

I know, in fact, that there dwelleth not in me, that is, in my flesh, anything good; for, the wishing, lieth near me, but, the working out of what is right, not!

Now, if what I wish not, the same, I do, no longer am, I, working it out, but the, sin, that dwelleth in me.