For there will never cease to be poor people in the land; that is why I am commanding you, “Open your hand willingly to your poor and needy brother in your land.”
I am no longer in the world, but they are in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them by your name that you have given me, so that they may be one as we are one.
Little children, I am with you a little while longer. You will look for me, and just as I told the Jews, so now I tell you, “Where I am going, you cannot come.”