For I am full of words, and the spirit within me compels me;inside I am like bottled-up wine, like new wineskins ready to burst.I must speak and find relief; I must open my lips and reply. (niv)
But if I say,“ I will not mention his word or speak anymore in his name,” his word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot. (niv)
For I wrote you out of great distress and anguish of heart and with many tears, not to grieve you but to let you know the depth of my love for you.If anyone has caused grief, he has not so much grieved me as he has grieved all of you to some extent— not to put it too severely.The punishment inflicted on him by the majority is sufficient. (niv)
But I am full of the wrath of the Lord, and I cannot hold it in.“ Pour it out on the children in the street and on the young men gathered together; both husband and wife will be caught in it, and the old, those weighed down with years. (niv)
Even if I caused you sorrow by my letter, I do not regret it. Though I did regret it— I see that my letter hurt you, but only for a little while—yet now I am happy, not because you were made sorry, but because your sorrow led you to repentance. For you became sorrowful as God intended and so were not harmed in any way by us.Godly sorrow brings repentance that leads to salvation and leaves no regret, but worldly sorrow brings death. (niv)
