For Demas hath left me, loving this world, and is gone to Thessalonica:
Desiring to see thee, being mindful of thy tears, that I may be filled with joy,
Make haste to come before winter Eubulus and Pudens, and Linus and Claudia, and all the brethren, salute thee.
And when thou goest with thy adversary to the prince, whilst thou art in the way, endeavour to be delivered from him: lest perhaps he draw thee to the judge, and the judge deliver thee to the exacter, and the exacter cast thee into prison.
When I shall send to thee Artemas or Tychicus, make haste to come unto me to Nicopolis. For there I have determined to winter.