Havingthereforethesepromises, dearlybeloved, let us cleanseourselvesfrom all filthiness of the flesh and spirit, perfectingholiness in the fear of God.
And not by his comingonly, but by the consolationwherewith he was comforted in you, when he told us yourearnestdesire, yourmourning, yourferventmindtoward me; so that I rejoiced the more.
For though I made you sorrywith a letter, I do not repent, though I did repent: for I perceivethat the sameepistlehathmade you sorry, though it were but for a season.
Now I rejoice, not that ye weremadesorry, but that ye sorrowed to repentance: for ye weremadesorryafter a godlymanner, that ye mightreceivedamage by us in nothing.
For beholdthisselfsamething, that ye sorrowedafter a godlysort, whatcarefulness it wrought in you, yea, whatclearing of yourselves, yea, whatindignation, yea, whatfear, yea, whatvehementdesire, yea, whatzeal, yea, whatrevenge! In all things ye haveapprovedyourselves to be clear in thismatter.
Wherefore, though I wroteunto you, I did it not for his causethat had done the wrong, nor for his causethatsufferedwrong, but that our care for you in the sight of God mightappearunto you.
For if I haveboasted any thing to him of you, I am not ashamed; but as we spake all things to you in truth, even so our boasting, which I madebeforeTitus, is found a truth.