That which is straying, will I seek out. And that which hath been driven away, will I bring back, And that width is tern, will I bind up, And the weak, will I strengthen,- But the fat and the strong, will I watch I will feed them with justice.
And, as for you—who were, dead, by your offences and by the uncircumcision of your flesh, he hath brought you to life together with him,—having in favour forgiven us all our offences,
What man from among you, having a hundred sheep, and losing, from among them, one, doth not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go his way after the lost one, until he find it?
And the ransomed of Yahweh! shall return, And shall enter Zion with shouting, With gladness age-abiding, upon their head, Joy and gladness shall overtake them, And sorrow and sighing, shall flee away.
For, if, the casting away of them, hath become the reconciling of a world, what shall, the taking of them in addition, be, but life from among the dead?
Neither be presenting your members as weapons of unrighteousness unto sin, but present yourselves unto God as though alive from among the dead, and your members as weapons of righteousness unto God;
The weak, have ye not strengthened And, the sick, have ye not healed. And the torn, have ye not hound up, And that which was driven out, have ye not brought back, And that which was straying, have ye not sought out; But with force, have ye ruled them and with rigour.
And, unto the messenger of the assembly, in Sardis, write:—These things, saith he that hath the seven Spirits of God, and the seven stars: I know thy works,—that, a name, thou hast, that thou art living, and art, dead.
These are they—who, in your love-feasts, are hidden rocks, as they fare sumptuously together, fearlessly, themselves, shepherding,—clouds without water, by winds swept along, trees autumnal, fruitless, twice dead, uprooted,
Lo! I have given you the authority—to be treading upon serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and, nothing, unto you, shall in anywise do harm;
That ye may draw to satisfaction out of the fountain a of her consolations,—That ye may drain out and get exquisite delight from the abundance of her glory.