Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above: and let the clouds rain the just. Let the earth be opened and bud forth a saviour: and let justice spring up together. I the Lord have created him.
And as he was yet speaking, behold a bright cloud overshadowed them. And lo, a voice out of the cloud, saying: This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased: hear ye him.
And he shall grow up as a tender plant before him, and as a root out of a thirsty ground. There is no beauty in him, nor comeliness: and we have seen him, and there was no sightliness, that we should be desirous of him:
In that day the bud of the Lord shall be in magnificence and glory: and the fruit of the earth shall be high, and a great joy to them that shall have escaped of Israel.