13 I had no rest in my spirit, because I found not Titus my brother: but taking my leave of them, I went from thence into Macedonia.

14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.

15 For we are unto God a sweet savour of Christ, in them that are saved, and in them 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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