As an eagle stirreth up her nest, fluttereth over her young, spreadeth abroad her wings, taketh them, beareth them on her wings:
By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
Therefore seeing we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we faint not;
We are troubled on every side, yet not distressed; we are perplexed, but not in despair;
Persecuted, but not forsaken; cast down, but not destroyed;
Always bearing about in the body the dying of the Lord Jesus, that the life also of Jesus might be made manifest in our body.
For consider him that endured such contradiction of sinners against himself, lest ye be wearied and faint in your minds.