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THE MESSAGE
Philemon 1:24
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Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my coworkers.
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas, Lucas, my fellow labourers.
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas, Lucas, my fellowlabourers.
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
And also Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, workers together with me, send greetings.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow workers.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow workers.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, who work together with me.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas and Luke, my fellow-workers.
Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow-workmen.
Also Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke send their greetings. They are workers together with me.
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas and Luke, my felowe helpers.
So do Mark, Ar-is-tar''chus, De''mas, and Luke, my fellow-workers.
and so do my co-workers Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke.
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
also my fellow-workers Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke.
and from Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow-workers.
And so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my brother-workers.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.Acts 12:12,25; 19:29; 27:2; Colossians 4:10,14, 25; 2 Timothy 4:11;">[xr]
and Markos, and Aristarkos, and Dema, and Luka, my helpers, ask for your peace.
and Mark, and Aristarchus, and Demas, and Luke, my coadjutors.
Marcus, Aristarcus, Demas, Lucas, my felowe labourers.
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow-workers.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow-labourers.
and from Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
greetith thee wel, and Mark, Aristark, Demas, Lucas, myn helperis.
[and so do] Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my co-workers.
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas, Lucas, my fellow-laborers.
Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my colaborers, greet you too.
as do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow laborers.
So do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my co-workers.
Mark and Aristarchus and Demas and Luke who are workers with me say hello.
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, - my fellow-workers.
Mark, Aristarchus, Demas and Luke, my fellow labourers.
and so do Mark, Aristar'chus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow workers.
Marcus Aristarchus Demas Lucas my helpers.
Markus, Aristarchus, Demas, Lukas, my fellow-workmen!
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas, Lucas, my helpers.
Aristarchus, Demas, Luke, my fellow-labourers, salute you.
Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke all send their regards as well.
Contextual Overview
Bible Verse Review
from Treasury of Scripure Knowledge
Marcus: Acts 12:12, Acts 12:25, Acts 13:13, Acts 15:37-39, Colossians 4:10, 2 Timothy 4:11
Aristarchus: Acts 19:29, Acts 27:2
Demas: Colossians 4:14, 2 Timothy 4:10
Lucas: 2 Timothy 4:11
my fellowlabourers: Philemon 1:1, Philemon 1:2, 2 Corinthians 8:23, Philippians 2:25, Philippians 4:3, 3 John 1:8
Reciprocal: Acts 20:4 - Aristarchus 1 Corinthians 16:20 - the brethren 2 Corinthians 13:13 - General Philippians 4:21 - The Colossians 4:11 - fellowworkers
Cross-References
God spoke: "Separate! Water-beneath-Heaven, gather into one place; Land, appear!" And there it was. God named the land Earth. He named the pooled water Ocean. God saw that it was good.
"Do you know the month when mountain goats give birth? Have you ever watched a doe bear her fawn? Do you know how many months she is pregnant? Do you know the season of her delivery, when she crouches down and drops her offspring? Her young ones flourish and are soon on their own; they leave and don't come back.
"Who do you think set the wild donkey free, opened the corral gates and let him go? I gave him the whole wilderness to roam in, the rolling plains and wide-open places. He laughs at his city cousins, who are harnessed and harried. He's oblivious to the cries of teamsters. He grazes freely through the hills, nibbling anything that's green.
"Will the wild buffalo condescend to serve you, volunteer to spend the night in your barn? Can you imagine hitching your plow to a buffalo and getting him to till your fields? He's hugely strong, yes, but could you trust him, would you dare turn the job over to him? You wouldn't for a minute depend on him, would you, to do what you said when you said it?
"Are you the one who gave the horse his prowess and adorned him with a shimmering mane? Did you create him to prance proudly and strike terror with his royal snorts? He paws the ground fiercely, eager and spirited, then charges into the fray. He laughs at danger, fearless, doesn't shy away from the sword. The banging and clanging of quiver and lance don't faze him. He quivers with excitement, and at the trumpet blast races off at a gallop. At the sound of the trumpet he neighs mightily, smelling the excitement of battle from a long way off, catching the rolling thunder of the war cries.
"Look at the land beast, Behemoth. I created him as well as you. Grazing on grass, docile as a cow— Just look at the strength of his back, the powerful muscles of his belly. His tail sways like a cedar in the wind; his huge legs are like beech trees. His skeleton is made of steel, every bone in his body hard as steel. Most magnificent of all my creatures, but I still lead him around like a lamb! The grass-covered hills serve him meals, while field mice frolic in his shadow. He takes afternoon naps under shade trees, cools himself in the reedy swamps, Lazily cool in the leafy shadows as the breeze moves through the willows. And when the river rages he doesn't budge, stolid and unperturbed even when the Jordan goes wild. But you'd never want him for a pet— you'd never be able to housebreak him!"
class="poetry"> O my soul, bless God ! God , my God, how great you are! beautifully, gloriously robed, Dressed up in sunshine, and all heaven stretched out for your tent. You built your palace on the ocean deeps, made a chariot out of clouds and took off on wind-wings. You commandeered winds as messengers, appointed fire and flame as ambassadors. You set earth on a firm foundation so that nothing can shake it, ever. You blanketed earth with ocean, covered the mountains with deep waters; Then you roared and the water ran away— your thunder crash put it to flight. Mountains pushed up, valleys spread out in the places you assigned them. You set boundaries between earth and sea; never again will earth be flooded. You started the springs and rivers, sent them flowing among the hills. All the wild animals now drink their fill, wild donkeys quench their thirst. Along the riverbanks the birds build nests, ravens make their voices heard. You water the mountains from your heavenly cisterns; earth is supplied with plenty of water. You make grass grow for the livestock, hay for the animals that plow the ground. Oh yes, God brings grain from the land, wine to make people happy, Their faces glowing with health, a people well-fed and hearty. God 's trees are well-watered— the Lebanon cedars he planted. Birds build their nests in those trees; look—the stork at home in the treetop. Mountain goats climb about the cliffs; badgers burrow among the rocks. The moon keeps track of the seasons, the sun is in charge of each day. When it's dark and night takes over, all the forest creatures come out. The young lions roar for their prey, clamoring to God for their supper. When the sun comes up, they vanish, lazily stretched out in their dens. Meanwhile, men and women go out to work, busy at their jobs until evening. What a wildly wonderful world, God ! You made it all, with Wisdom at your side, made earth overflow with your wonderful creations. Oh, look—the deep, wide sea, brimming with fish past counting, sardines and sharks and salmon. Ships plow those waters, and Leviathan, your pet dragon, romps in them. All the creatures look expectantly to you to give them their meals on time. You come, and they gather around; you open your hand and they eat from it. If you turned your back, they'd die in a minute— Take back your Spirit and they die, revert to original mud; Send out your Spirit and they spring to life— the whole countryside in bloom and blossom. The glory of God —let it last forever! Let God enjoy his creation! He takes one look at earth and triggers an earthquake, points a finger at the mountains, and volcanoes erupt. Oh, let me sing to God all my life long, sing hymns to my God as long as I live! Oh, let my song please him; I'm so pleased to be singing to God . But clear the ground of sinners— no more godless men and women! O my soul, bless God !
class="poetry"> O my soul, bless God ! God , my God, how great you are! beautifully, gloriously robed, Dressed up in sunshine, and all heaven stretched out for your tent. You built your palace on the ocean deeps, made a chariot out of clouds and took off on wind-wings. You commandeered winds as messengers, appointed fire and flame as ambassadors. You set earth on a firm foundation so that nothing can shake it, ever. You blanketed earth with ocean, covered the mountains with deep waters; Then you roared and the water ran away— your thunder crash put it to flight. Mountains pushed up, valleys spread out in the places you assigned them. You set boundaries between earth and sea; never again will earth be flooded. You started the springs and rivers, sent them flowing among the hills. All the wild animals now drink their fill, wild donkeys quench their thirst. Along the riverbanks the birds build nests, ravens make their voices heard. You water the mountains from your heavenly cisterns; earth is supplied with plenty of water. You make grass grow for the livestock, hay for the animals that plow the ground. Oh yes, God brings grain from the land, wine to make people happy, Their faces glowing with health, a people well-fed and hearty. God 's trees are well-watered— the Lebanon cedars he planted. Birds build their nests in those trees; look—the stork at home in the treetop. Mountain goats climb about the cliffs; badgers burrow among the rocks. The moon keeps track of the seasons, the sun is in charge of each day. When it's dark and night takes over, all the forest creatures come out. The young lions roar for their prey, clamoring to God for their supper. When the sun comes up, they vanish, lazily stretched out in their dens. Meanwhile, men and women go out to work, busy at their jobs until evening.
Gill's Notes on the Bible
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas, Lucas,.... Marcus was Barnabas's sister's son, the son of that Mary, in whose house the church met, and prayed for Peter when in prison; whose name was John Mark, whom Saul and Barnabas took along with them to Antioch, and from thence, in their travels, to other parts; but he leaving them at Pamphylia, was the occasion of a contention between Saul and Barnabas afterwards, when returned to Antioch; the latter insisting on his going with them again, and the former refusing it on account of his departure from them; which contention rose so high that they parted upon it, Acts 12:12 though after this the apostle was reconciled to him; he approving himself to be a faithful and useful minister of the Gospel; and therefore he desires Timothy to bring him along with him, 2 Timothy 4:11 and if this epistle was written after that, he was now come to him; however, he was now with him, whether before or after: Aristarchus was a Macedonian of Thessalonica; or very likely the apostle had been the instrument of converting him there, and who followed him from thence, and attended him wherever he went; he was with him in the uproar raised by Demetrius at Ephesus, and accompanied him into Asia; went with him in his voyage to Rome, and was now a fellow prisoner there,
Acts 19:29. Demas is the same with him who is mentioned in 2 Timothy 4:10 and if this epistle is later than that, it should seem that he was restored from his fall, and was returned to the apostle. Lucas is the same with Luke the Evangelist, the beloved physician, the brother whose praise was in all the churches, and a constant companion of the apostle, in his travels; and who wrote the book called, "The Acts of the Apostles": these the apostle styles, "my fellow labourers", being all ministers of the Gospel; and this shows the apostle's great humility, so to call them, when they were far from being on an equal foot with him in office, gifts, or usefulness: and the Christian salutations of these persons are sent to Philemon, with this view, to engage him the more to attend to the apostle's request, in which they all joined.
Barnes' Notes on the Bible
Marcus, Aristarchus, Demas, and Lucas - see the notes at the Epistle to the Colossians, Colossians 4:10, Colossians 4:14.
Clarke's Notes on the Bible
Verse Philemon 1:24. Marcus, Aristarchus, c.] These were all acquaintances of Philemon, and probably Colossians and may be all considered as joining here with St. Paul in his request for Onesimus. Some think that Marcus was either the evangelist, or John Mark, the nephew of Barnabas, Acts 12:12; Acts 12:25. Aristarchus was probably the same with him mentioned Acts 19:29; Acts 20:4; Acts 27:2. See Colossians 4:10.
Demas — Is supposed to be the same who continued in his attachment to Paul till his last imprisonment at Rome; after which he left him for what is supposed to have been the love of the world, 2 Timothy 4:10; but see the note.
Lucas — Is supposed to be Luke the evangelist, and author of the Acts of the Apostles. On these suppositions little confidence can be placed: they may be correct; they may be otherwise.
