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13 I had no rest in my spirit at not finding Titus my brother; but bidding them adieu, I came away to Macedonia.

14 But thanks [be] to God, who always leads us in triumph in the Christ, and makes manifest the odour of his knowledge through us in every place.

15 For we are a sweet odour of Christ to God, in the saved and in those 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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