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As I remember your tears, I long to see you, that I may be filled with joy.
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I am reminded of your sincere faith, a faith that dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice and now, I am sure, dwells in you as well.
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For this reason I remind you to fan into flame the gift of God, which is in you through the laying on of my hands,
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for God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.
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Therefore do not be ashamed of the testimony about our Lord, nor of me his prisoner, but share in suffering for the gospel by the power of God,