Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine by the sides of thine house: thy children like olive plants round about thy table.

Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.

The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.