ἐγὼ ἐλήλυθα ἐν τῷ ὀνόματι τοῦ πατρός μου καὶ οὐ λαμβάνετέ με· ἐὰν ἄλλος ἔλθῃ ἐν τῷ ὀνόματι τῷ ἰδίῳ, ἐκεῖνον λήμψεσθε.

Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death?

When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers? hath no man condemned thee?

For this is he, of whom it is written, Behold, I send my messenger before thy face, which shall prepare thy way before thee.

Now consider how great this man was, unto whom even the patriarch Abraham gave the tenth of the spoils.

I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.