| There is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; yet through the scent of water it will bud. (Job 14:7‑9) |
| I am poured out like water. (Psa. 22:14) |
| He shall divide the spoil with the strong; because He hath poured out His soul unto death. (Isa. 53:12) |
O blessed Lord, what hast Thou done?
How vast a ransom given?
Thyself of God the eternal Son,
The Lord of earth and heaven. |
The storm that bowed Thy blessed head
Is hushed forever now,
And rest divine is ours instead,
While glory crowns Thy brow. |
