Jesus answered, “The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent.”
and in the morning you will see the glory of the Lord, because he has heard your grumbling against him. Who are we, that you should grumble against us?”
All your words are true; all your righteous laws are eternal
The unfolding of your words gives light; it gives understanding to the simple.
“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.
Heaven and earth will pass away, but my words will never pass away.
Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music;
“And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights. For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.