In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: my sore ran in the night, and ceased not: my soul refused to be comforted.

Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.

And in that day ye shall ask me nothing. Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whatsoever ye shall ask the Father in my name, he will give it you.

Ephraim, as I saw Tyrus, is planted in a pleasant place: but Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer.