People tell us of their own accord about the visit we paid to you, and how you turned to God from idols, to serve a living and a real God

Brothers, you recollect our hard labour and toil, how we worked at our trade night and day, when we preached the gospel to you, so as not to be a burden to any of you.

You are witnesses, and so is God, to our behaviour among you believers, how pious and upright and blameless it was,

how (as you know) we treated each of you as a father treats his children, beseeching you, encouraging you, and charging you

But when Timotheus reached me a moment ago, on his return from you, bringing me the good news of your faith and love and of how you always remember me kindly, longing to see me as I long to see you,

How can I render thanks enough to God for you, for all the joy you make me feel in the presence of our God?