Epistle To The Laodiceans - Letter To The Laodiceans

Letter To The Laodiceans

1 Paul, an apostle not from men nor by man, but through Jesus Christ, to the brethren that are at Laodicea.

2 Grace be unto you and peace from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

3 I give thanks to Christ in all my prayers that you continue in him and persevere in his works looking for the promise in the Day of Judgement.

4 Nor do vain insinuations of some overset you that you turn away from the truth of the Gospel, which is preached by me.

5 And now God will help those who are of me to continue in kindness and doing works which serve the truth of the gospel of salvation of eternal life.

6 And now well known are my bonds which I suffer in Christ, in which I rejoice and am glad.

7 And this to me is for everlasting salvation that is brought about by your prayers, which the Holy Spirit administers, whether by life or by death.

8 For it is joy to me to live in Christ and (it is joy) to die (in Christ).

9 And likewise will he work his mercy in you that you may have the same love and be of one mind.

10 Therefore, dearly beloved, as you have heard in my presence so hold fast and work in the fear of God, and it shall be unto you for life eternal.

11 For it is God that works in you.

12 And whatever you do, do without regret.

13 And for the rest, dearly beloved, rejoice in Christ and beware of filthy lucre.

14 Let all your petitions be made openly before God and be steadfast in the mind of Christ.

15 Do those things that are sound and just and true and sober and to be loved (amiable).

16 Hold fast in your heart what you have heard and received (by thinking on those things), 17 and you shall have peace.

18 The saints salute you.

19 The grace of the Lord Jesus be with your spirit.

20 And cause this letter to be read to them of Colossae and the letter of the Colossians to be read to you.

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