Coverdale
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2 My brethren, counte it exceadynge ioye whe ye fall in to diuers temptacions,
3 for as moche as ye knowe, how yt the tryinge of youre faith bringeth pacience:
4 and let pacience haue her parfect worke, yt ye maye be parfecte aud sounde, lakinge nothinge.