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13 I had no rest in my spirit, because I found not Titus my brother; but bidding them farewell, I went into Macedonia.

14 Now thanks be to God, who always maketh us to triumph in Christ Jesus, and manifesteth the odour of his knowledge by us in every place.

15 For we are the good odour of Christ unto God, in them that are saved, and in them that perish.

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13 I still had no peace of mind,(A) because I did not find my brother Titus(B) there. So I said goodbye to them and went on to Macedonia.(C)

14 But thanks be to God,(D) who always leads us as captives in Christ’s triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma(E) of the knowledge(F) of him everywhere. 15 For we are to God the pleasing aroma(G) of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.(H)

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