For if I make you sorrowful, who is there to make me glad but he that is made sorrowful by me?

But if the ministration of death, engraven in letters on stones, was so glorious, that the children of Israel could not look steadfastly on the face of Moses by reason of the glory of his countenance, which glory was to be done away,

Would that ye could bear with me in a little folly! and indeed ye do bear with me.

by weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness.

For we are glad, when we are weak, and ye are strong; this also we pray for, even your perfection.