Matthew(i)
4 I am very bolde ouer you, and reioyce gentelye in you. I am fylled with comforte, and am excedynge ioyouse in all oure trybulatyons.
5 For when we were come into Macedonia, our flesh had no rest, but we were troubled on euerye syde. Outwarde was fyghtynge, inwarde was feare.
6 Neuerthelesse GOD that comforteth the abiect, comforteth vs at the comming of Tytus.
7 And not with hys commynge onelye: but also wyth the consolacyon wherewith he was comforted of you. For he tolde vs youre desyre, youre mournyng, youre feruent mynde to me warde, so that I now reioyce the more.