Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.

Of David. Blessed be the LORD, my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.

I consider that our present sufferings are not comparable to the glory that will be revealed in us.

I have said, ‘You are gods; you are all sons of the Most High.’

But God proves His love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

to sanctify her, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word,

My Father who has given them to Me is greater than all. No one can snatch them out of My Father’s hand.