We brought a report as [of] a child before Him; [He is] as a root in a thirsty land; He has no form, nor comeliness; and we saw Him, but He had no form nor beauty.

It is enough for a disciple that he become like his teacher, and the servant like his master. If they have called the master of the house Beelzebub, how much more will they call his household members!

We are fools for Christ's sake, but you are wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are strong! You are distinguished, but we are despised!

And we labor, working with our own hands. Being reviled, we bless; being persecuted, we endure;

Behold what manner of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God! On account of this the world does not know you, because it did not know Him.

And let the brightness of the Lord our God be upon us; and establish for us the works of our hands.

For the Lord takes pleasure in His people; and will exalt the meek with salvation.

and they shall greatly rejoice in the Lord. Let my soul rejoice in the Lord; for He has clothed me with the robe of salvation, and the garment of joy; He has put a turban on me as on a bridegroom, and adorned me with ornaments as a bride.

And your name went forth among the nations because of your beauty; because it was perfected with elegance, [and] in the comeliness which I put upon you, says the Lord.

But when the king came in to see the guests, he saw a man there not dressed with wedding clothes.

But the father said to his servants, 'Bring out the best robe and put [it] on him, and put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet.

But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, for [its] lusts.

For He made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.

in order that He might sanctify her, cleansing her by the washing of water by the word,

with which kings' daughters have gladdened You for Your honor; the queen stood by on Your right hand, clothed in vesture wrought with gold, and arrayed in many colors.

"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her! How often I wanted to gather your children together, like a hen [gathers] her brood under her wings, but you were not willing!

but the Jerusalem above is free, which is the mother of us all.

Woe is me, that my sojourning is prolonged; I have dwelled among the tents of Kedar.