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Am I not an Apostle? am I not fre? have I not sene Iesus Christ oure lorde?

Are not ye my worke in the lorde. Yf I be not an Apostle vnto other yet am I vnto you. For the seale of myne Apostleshippe are ye in the lorde.

For yf I take my parte with thakes: why am I evell spoken of for that thynge wherfore I geve thankes.

Yf the fote saye: I am not the honde therfore I am not of the body: is he therfore not of ye body:

And if ye eare saye I am not the eye: therfore I am not of the body: is he therfore not of the body?

Now we se in a glasse even in a darke speakynge: but then shall we se face to face. Now I knowe vnparfectly: but then shall I knowe even as I am knowen.

For I am the lest of all the Apostles which am not worthy to be called an Apostle because I persecuted the congregacion of God.

But by the grace of God I am that I am. And his grace which is in me was not in vayne: but I labored moare aboundauntly then they all not I but the grace of God which is with me.

When I am come whosoever ye shall alowe by youre letters them will I sende to bringe youre liberalite vnto Ierusalem.

I am gladde of the comynge of Stephana Fortunatus and Achaicus: for that which was lackinge on youre parte they have supplied.

I am very bolde over you and reioyce greatly in you. I am filled with comforte and am excadinge ioyouse in all oure tribulacions.

I Paule my silfe beseche you by the mekenes and softnes of Christ which when I am present amoge you am of no reputacio but am bolde towarde you beinge absent.

I besech you that I nede not to be bolde when I am present (with that same confidece wher with I am supposed to be bolde) agaynst some which repute vs as though we walked carnally.

For I am gelous over you with godly gelousy. For I coupled you to one man to make you a chaste virgen to Christ.

Though I be rude in speakynge yet I am not so in knowledge. How be it amonge you we are knowen to the vtmost what we are in all thynges.

I saye agayne lest eny man thynke yt I am folishe: or els eve now take me as a fole that I maye bost my silfe a lytell.

They are Ebrues so am I: They are Israelites eve so am I. They are ye seede of Abraha even so am I.

They are ye ministers of Christ (I speake as a fole) I am moare: In labours moare aboundat: In strypes above measure: In preson more plenteously: In deeth ofte.

And besyde the thynges which outwardly happe vnto me I am cobred dayly and do care for all congregacions.

Who is sicke and I am not sicke? Who is hurte in the fayth and my hert burneth not?