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2 Corinthians 7:8 - American Standard Version 2015

For though I made you sorry with my epistle, I do not regret it: though I did regret {\i it} (for I see that that epistle made you sorry, though but for a season),

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

For though I made you sorry with a letter, I do not repent, though I did repent: for I perceive that the same epistle hath made you sorry, though it were but for a season.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

For even though I did grieve you with my letter, I do not regret [it now], though I did regret it; for I see that that letter did pain you, though only for a little while;

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American Standard Version (1901)

For though I made you sorry with my epistle, I do not regret it: though I did regret it (for I see that that epistle made you sorry, though but for a season),

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Common English Bible

Even though my letter hurt you, I don’t regret it. Well—I did regret it just a bit because I see that that letter made you sad, though only for a short time.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

For though I made you sorrowful by my epistle, I do not repent. And if I did repent, but only for a time, having realized that the same epistle made you sorrowful,

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

For although I made you sorrowful by my epistle, I do not repent; and if I did repent, seeing that the same epistle (although but for a time) did make you sorrowful;

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2 Corinthians 7:8
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For though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his lovingkindnesses.


But because I have spoken these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.


He saith unto him the third time, {\cf6 Simon, {\i son} of John, lovest thou me?} Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, {\cf6 Lovest thou me?} And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee. Jesus saith unto him, {\cf6 Feed my sheep.


For behold, this selfsame thing, that ye were made sorry after a godly sort, what earnest care it wrought in you, yea what clearing of yourselves, yea what indignation, yea what fear, yea what longing, yea what zeal, yea what avenging! In everything ye approved yourselves to be pure in the matter.


So although I wrote unto you, {\i I wrote} not for his cause that did the wrong, nor for his cause that suffered the wrong, but that your earnest care for us might be made manifest unto you in the sight of God.


Nevertheless he that comforteth the lowly, {\i even} God, comforted us by the coming of Titus;


and not by his coming only, but also by the comfort wherewith he was comforted in you, while he told us your longing, your mourning, your zeal for me; so that I rejoiced yet more.


I now rejoice, not that ye were made sorry, but that ye were made sorry unto repentance; for ye were made sorry after a godly sort, that ye might suffer loss by us in nothing.


As many as I love, I reprove and chasten: be zealous therefore, and repent.