He grew up before Him like a young plant and like a root out of dry ground. He had no form or splendor that we should look at Him, no appearance that we should desire Him.
It is enough for a disciple to become like his teacher and a slave like his master. If they called the head of the house ' Beelzebul,' how much more the members of his household!
We are fools for Christ, but you are wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are strong! You are distinguished, but we are dishonored!
Up to the present hour we are both hungry and thirsty; we are poorly clothed, roughly treated, homeless;
we labor, working with our own hands. When we are reviled, we bless; when we are persecuted, we endure it;
when we are slandered, we entreat. We are, even now, like the world's garbage, like the filth of all things.
Look at how great a love the Father has given us, that we should be called God's children. And we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it didn't know Him.
Let the favor of the Lord our God be on us; establish for us the work of our hands-- establish the work of our hands!
For the LORD takes pleasure in His people; He adorns the humble with salvation.
I greatly rejoice in the LORD, I exult in my God; for He has clothed me with the garments of salvation and wrapped me in a robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom wears a turban and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.
Your fame spread among the nations because of your beauty, for it was perfect through My splendor, which I had bestowed on you." [This is] the declaration of the Lord God.
But when the king came in to view the guests, he saw a man there who was not dressed for a wedding.
"But the father told his slaves, 'Quick! Bring out the best robe and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
But put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no plans to satisfy the fleshly desires.
He made the One who did not know sin to be sin for us, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.
to make her holy, cleansing her in the washing of water by the word.
Kings' daughters are among your honored women; the queen, adorned with gold from Ophir, stands at your right hand.
"Jerusalem, Jerusalem! The city who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her. How often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing!
But the Jerusalem above is free, and she is our mother.
as the tents
What misery that I have stayed in Meshech, that I have lived among the tents of Kedar!