Lord, all my desire is before thee; and my groaning is not hid from thee.
LORD, thou hast heard the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thy ear to hear:
To hear the groaning of the prisoner; to loose those that are appointed to death;
By reason of the voice of my groaning, my bones cleave to my skin.
I am weary with my groaning; all the night I make my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.
Nathanael saith to him, Whence knowest thou me? Jesus answered and said to him, Before Philip called thee, when thou wast under the fig-tree, I saw thee.
For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed with our house which is from heaven: