The invalid answered Him, “Sir, I have nobody to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up. While I’m trying to get in, somebody else steps down before me!”
When my spirit grows faint within me, You know my path. In the way where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
For he rescues the needy crying for help, also the poor and the one with no helper.
Now in Jerusalem there is a pool by the sheep gate, called Bethzatha in Aramaic, which has five porches.
In these a crowd of invalids was lying around—blind, lame, disabled.
Seeing him lying there and knowing he had been that way a long time, Yeshua said to him, “Do you want to get well?”
For while we were still helpless, at the right time Messiah died for the ungodly.
Don’t you know that in a stadium the runners all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win!
For Adonai will judge His people— for His servants, He will relent when He sees that strength is gone and no one is left, slave or free.