My sister spousess, come thou into my garden. I have reaped my myrrh, with my sweet smelling spices; I have eaten an honeycomb, with mine honey; I have drunk my wine, with my milk. Friends, eat ye, and drink; and most dear friends, be ye filled greatly.
We commend not us-selves again to you, but we give to you occasion to have glory for us, that ye have [understanding] to them that glory in the face, and not in the heart.
And if I gloried anything with him of you, I am not confounded, [or shamed]; but as we have spoken to you all things [in truth], so also our glory that was at Titus, is made truth.
Much trust is to me with you, much glorying is to me for you. I am [full]-filled with comfort, I am plenteous [or I abound] in joy in all our tribulation.