3 For lo! thin enemyes sowneden; and thei that haten thee reisiden the heed.
9 And he seide to me, My grace suffisith to thee; for vertu is parfitli maad in infirmyte. Therfor gladli Y schal glorie in myn infirmytees, that the vertu of Crist dwelle in me.
13 Y may alle thingis in hym that coumfortith me.
7 and caste ye al youre bisynesse in to hym, for to hym is cure of you.
10 For which thing Y am plesid in myn infirmytees, in dispisyngis, in nedis, in persecuciouns, in anguyschis, for Crist; for whanne Y am sijk, thanne Y am miyti.
41 Wake ye, and preye ye, that ye entre not in to temptacioun; for the spirit is redi, but the fleisch is sijk.
26 And also the spirit helpith oure infirmyte; for what we schulen preie, as it bihoueth, we witen not, but the ilke spirit axith for vs with sorewyngis, that moun not be teld out.
22 A ioiful soule makith likinge age; a sorewful spirit makith drie boonys.
15 For we han not a bischop, that may not haue compassioun on oure infirmytees, but was temptid bi alle thingis bi lycnesse, with oute synne.
7 For whi God yaf not to vs the spirit of drede, but of vertu, and of loue, and of sobrenesse.
28 Alle ye that traueilen, and ben chargid, come to me, and Y schal fulfille you.
29 That yyueth vertu to the weeri, and strengthe to hem that ben not, and multiplieth stalworthnesse.
8 Opene thi mouth for a doumb man,