2 Cor. 4
Thank you, father, for your presence in me like a treasure in an earthen vessel. It is your power dwelling in me and no power of my own. Sometimes there are troubles and tests, but by your grace and power I am not distressed; sometimes I am perplexed but I do not despair. Jesus is always present in my body and I am dead and buried with him, and now his eternal life is manifest in me. Your spirit, father, who raised up the Lord Jesus, shall raise me up also and present me to you for your honor and glory.
Therefore, I do not give up. Though my outward man perishes, inwardly I am renewed day by day. For these light afflictions which last but a moment work for me a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory. So I do not look at the things that are seen, but at the things that are unseen; for the things that are seen are temporary but the things that are not seen are eternal.

Amen!
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