Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.

O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.

But now mine own eyes have beheld God; but not my natural, but my spiritual eyes, for my natural eyes could not have beheld; for I should have withered and died in his presence; but his glory was upon me; and I beheld his face, for I was transfigured before him.

Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descend like dew, like showers on new grass, like abundant rain on tender plants.

When either a man or a woman makes a special vow, the vow of a Nazarite, to separate himself to the Lord, he shall separate himself from wine and strong drink.

Fear not! Stand your ground... the Lord himself will fight for you; you have only to keep still.

...the dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.