American Standard Version of 1901
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Wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me out of {Or, this body of death}the body of this death?
Come now, ye rich, weep and howl for your miseries that are coming upon you.
Be afflicted, and mourn, and weep: let your laughter be turned to mourning, and your joy to heaviness.
{Some ancient authorities transpose verse 4 and 5.}Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.
She went and told them that had been with him, as they mourned and wept.
Woe unto you, ye that are full now! for ye shall hunger. Woe unto you, ye that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.
For godly sorrow worketh repentance {Or, unto a salvation which bringeth no regret}unto salvation, a repentance which bringeth no regret: but the sorrow of the world worketh death.
Blessed are ye that hunger now: for ye shall be filled. Blessed are ye that weep now: for ye shall laugh.
Woe unto you, ye that are full now! for ye shall hunger. Woe unto you, ye that laugh now! for ye shall mourn and weep.
And they laughed him to scorn, knowing that she was dead.
And they laughed him to scorn. But he, having put them all forth, taketh the father of the child and her mother and them that were with him, and goeth in where the child was.
he said, Give place: for the damsel is not dead, but sleepeth. And they laughed him to scorn.
But the {See marginal note on chapter 3:12.}publican, standing afar off, would not lift up so much as his eyes unto heaven, but smote his breast, saying, God, {Or, be thou propitiated}be thou merciful to me {Or, the sinner}a sinner.