Alma 36:21

1830 Edition

yea, I say unto you, my son, that there could be nothing so exquisite and so bitter, as was my pains. Yea, and again I say unto you, my son, that on the other hand, there can be nothing so exquisite and sweet as was my joy;

Changes

yYea, I say unto you, my son, that there could be nothing so exquisite and so bitter, as wasere my pains. Yea, and again I say unto you, my son, that on the other hand, there can be nothing so exquisite and sweet as was my joy;.

Simple English

I tell you, my son, that nothing could be worse than my pain. And I also tell you, my son, that nothing could be better than my joy.

Paraphrase

I tell you, my son, nothing could be as sharp and bitter as my pain was. And on the other hand, nothing could be as sharp and sweet as my joy.