The LORD that made heaven and earth bless thee out of Zion.

When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaints;

Then she said, Did I desire a son of my lord? did I not say, Do not deceive me?

The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

The fifth to Nethaniah, he, his sons, and his brethren, were twelve: