He saved me from a death so horrible, and He will save me again! He it is on whom I have set my hope that He will still save me,

For I who am still in my tent am sighing beneath my burdens, because I do not want it to be put off but to put on the other over it, so that my dying body may be absorbed in life.

and not only by his coming but by the comfort he had gotten from you, because he kept on telling me how you were longing to see me, how sorry you were, and how loyal you were to me, so that I was gladder still.

For though I do still live the life of a physical human creature, I am not waging this war in accordance with physical human standards,