Then Martha, as soon as she heard that Jesus was coming, went and met him: but Mary sat still in the house.

He first findeth his own brother Simon, and saith unto him, We have found the Messias, which is, being interpreted, the Christ.

Philip findeth Nathanael, and saith unto him, We have found him, of whom Moses in the law, and the prophets, did write, Jesus of Nazareth, the son of Joseph.

Therefore that disciple whom Jesus loved saith unto Peter, It is the Lord. Now when Simon Peter heard that it was the Lord, he girt his fisher's coat unto him, (for he was naked,) and did cast himself into the sea.

In that day, saith the LORD of hosts, shall ye call every man his neighbour under the vine and under the fig tree.

Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house.

But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me.

But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.

Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

Wherefore comfort one another with these words.

Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, even as also ye do.

Wherefore lift up the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees;

Ye call me Master and Lord: and ye say well; for so I am.

Jesus saith unto her, Mary. She turned herself, and saith unto him, Rabboni; which is to say, Master.

To him the porter openeth; and the sheep hear his voice: and he calleth his own sheep by name, and leadeth them out.

The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

And Jesus stood still, and commanded him to be called. And they call the blind man, saying unto him, Be of good comfort, rise; he calleth thee.