Even the sparrow has found a house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young; even Your altars, O Jehovah of Hosts, my King and my God.

where the birds make their nests; the fir trees, where the stork has her house.

But I am poor and needy; yet Jehovah will have regard for me. You are my help and my deliverer; O my God, do not delay.

But I am lowly and in pain; let Your salvation, O God, set me up on high.

For I am lowly and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.

For He grows up before Him as a tender plant, and as a root out of the dry ground. He has no form nor splendor that we should regard Him, nor anything spectacular that we should desire Him.

He is despised and rejected by men; a Man of pain, and knowing infirmity; a hiding of faces; being despised, we have esteemed Him not.

And she gave birth to her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.

And this is the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.

And they came with haste and found Mary and Joseph, and the Babe lying in a manger.

and Joanna the wife of Chuza, Herod's steward, and Susanna, and many others who ministered to Him out of their possessions.

For you know the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, that though He was rich, yet for your sakes He became poor, that you through His poverty might become rich.