11. Even unto this present hour we both hunger, and thirst, and are naked, and are buffeted, and have no certain dwelling place;
12. and we toil, working with our own hands: being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we endure;
13. being defamed, we entreat: we are made as the filth of the world, the offscouring of all things, even until now.
14. I write not these things to shame you, but to admonish you as my beloved children.