For how knowest thou, O woman, whether, thy husband, thou shalt save? Or how knowest thou, O man, whether, thy wife, thou shalt save?

Art thou called being a slave? let it give thee no concern; but if thou canst also obtain thy freedom, rather make use of it.

In fact, he that is weak, is being destroyed, by thy knowledge - the brother for whose sake Christ died.

Conscience, I say, not thy own, but of the other: for why is my liberty judged by another man's conscience?

Else, if thou be blessing in a spirit, he that filleth up the place of the ungifted person, how shall he say the Amen upon thy thanksgiving? since indeed, what thou art saying, he knoweth not;

thy thanksgiving indeed is right, but the other is not all edified by it.

Where, O death, is thy victory? Where, O death, is thy sting?