All my bones shall say, Yahweh, who is like unto thee, which deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, yea, the poor and the needy from him that spoileth him?
Father, I will that they also, whom thou hast given me, be with me where I am; that they may behold my majesty, which thou hast given me: for thou lovedst me before the foundation of the world.
Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Master in the air: and so shall we ever be with Yahweh.