For, if I make you sorry, who, indeed, is he that makes me glad, but he that is made sorry by me?

But, if the ministration of death, engraven in letters on stones, came with glory, so that the sons of Israel could not look steadily upon the face of Moses on account of the glory of his face, which glory was passing away;

Would that ye could bear with me in some little foolishness! Yea, indeed, ye do bear with me.

in toil and hardship, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness.