The god of this age Has blinded The minds of Unbelievers
Good news is veiled To those who are perishing They cannot see The light
But we have this treasure In jars of clay To show that the all-surpassing power Is from God
We are hard pressed on every side But not crushed Perplexed But not in despair
Confidence in what we hope for Assurance about what we don't see
We always carry around In our body The death of Christ So the life may also be revealed
For we who are alive Are being given over to death So that his life may also Be revealed in our mortal body
So then, death is At work in us But life Is at work in you
We believe Therefore we speak The one who raised the Lord Will also raise us from the dead
We have the same Spirit of faith
We are foreigners And strangers on earth We are looking for A country of our own
Therefore we don't lose heart Though outwardly wasting away Inwardly we are being Renewed day by day
For our light and momentary Troubles Are achieving for us An eternal glory
So we fix our eyes Not on what is seen But on What is unseen
For what is seen Is temporary But what is unseen Is eternal
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