Jesus said unto them—I, am the bread of life: he that cometh unto me, in nowise shall hunger, and, he that believeth on me, in nowise shall thirst, any more.
Jesus answered, and said unto her—If thou hadst known the free gift of God, and who it is that is saying unto thee, Give me to drink, thou, wouldst have asked him, and he would have given thee living water.
With weeping, shall they come in, And with supplications, will I lead them, I will bring them unto rivers of waters By a smooth way, wherein they shall not stumble,—For I have become, to Israel, a father, And as for Ephraim, my firstborn, is he!
For, a people, In Zion, shall dwell, In Jerusalem,—As for weeping, thou shalt not weep! As for favour, he will grant thee favour, at the sound of thine outcry,—As soon as he heareth, he hath answered thee!
And Abraham fell on his face and laughed,—and said in his heart To one a hundred years old, shall a child be born? And shall even Sarah, who is ninety years old, give birth?
And I heard a loud voice out of the throne, saying—Lo! the tent of God, is with men, and he will tabernacle with them, and, they, shall be, his peoples, and, he, shall be, God with them;
Wherefore, I take pleasure in weaknesses, in insults, in necessities, in persecutions, and straits, in behalf of Christ; for, as soon as I am weak, then, am powerful.
Then said Yahweh unto him. Pass along through the midst of the city, through the midst of Jerusalem,—and set thou a mark upon the foreheads of the men who are sighing and crying over all the abominations that are being done in her midst.
But if ye will not hear it, In secret places, shall my soul weep Because of the pride, And mine eye, shall flow over, and run down with tears, Because captive hath been taken the flock of Yahweh.
Then will Yahweh of hosts prepare for all the peoples in this mountain, A banquet of fat things, A banquet of old wines,—Of fat things full of marrow, Of old wines well refined;
How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall bide in thy courts,—We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
Yahweh, is my strength and my shield, In him, hath trusted my heart, and I have found help,—Therefore hath my heart danced for joy, and, with my song, do I praise him.
Happy, are ye, whensoever men shall hate you, and whensoever they shall separate you, and reproach you, and cast out your name as evil, for the sake of the Son of Man: