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Philemon

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1 Paul, a pris­on­er of Je­sus Christ, and Tim­o­thy our broth­er, unto Phile­mon our dear­ly beloved, and fel­lowlabour­er, 2 And to our beloved Ap­phia, and Archip­pus our fel­low­sol­dier, and to the church in thy house: 3 Grace to you, and peace, from God our Fa­ther and the Lord Je­sus Christ. 4 I thank my God, mak­ing men­tion of thee al­ways in my prayers, 5 Hear­ing of thy love and faith, which thou hast to­ward the Lord Je­sus, and to­ward all saints; 6 That the com­mu­ni­ca­tion of thy faith may be­come ef­fec­tu­al by the ac­knowl­edg­ing of ev­ery good thing which is in you in Christ Je­sus. 7 For we have great joy and con­so­la­tion in thy love, be­cause the bow­els of the saints are re­freshed by thee, broth­er. 8 Where­fore, though I might be much bold in Christ to en­join thee that which is con­ve­nient, 9 Yet for love's sake I rather be­seech thee, be­ing such an one as Paul the aged, and now also a pris­on­er of Je­sus Christ. 10 I be­seech thee for my son Ones­imus, whom I have be­got­ten in my bonds: 11 Which in time past was to thee un­prof­itable, but now prof­itable to thee and to me: 12 Whom I have sent again: thou there­fore re­ceive him, that is, mine own bow­els: 13 Whom I would have re­tained with me, that in thy stead he might have min­is­tered unto me in the bonds of the gospel: 14 But with­out thy mind would I do noth­ing; that thy ben­e­fit should not be as it were of ne­ces­si­ty, but will­ing­ly. 15 For per­haps he there­fore de­part­ed for a sea­son, that thou shouldest re­ceive him for ev­er; 16 Not now as a ser­vant, but above a ser­vant, a broth­er beloved, spe­cial­ly to me, but how much more unto thee, both in the flesh, and in the Lord? 17 If thou count me there­fore a part­ner, re­ceive him as my­self. 18 If he hath wronged thee, or oweth thee ought, put that on mine ac­count; 19 I Paul have writ­ten it with mine own hand, I will re­pay it: al­beit I do not say to thee how thou ow­est unto me even thine own self be­sides. 20 Yea, broth­er, let me have joy of thee in the Lord: re­fresh my bow­els in the Lord. 21 Hav­ing con­fi­dence in thy obe­di­ence I wrote unto thee, know­ing that thou wilt also do more than I say. 22 But with­al pre­pare me also a lodg­ing: for I trust that through your prayers I shall be giv­en unto you. 23 There salute thee Epa­phras, my fel­low­pris­on­er in Christ Je­sus; 24 Mar­cus, Aristarchus, De­mas, Lu­cas, my fel­lowlabour­ers. 25 The grace of our Lord Je­sus Christ be with your spir­it. Amen.