My Soul Longs for the Courts of the Lord 84:1 How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts! 2 My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord; my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
“Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. 14 For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few."
16:1 Now Sarai, Abram's wife, had borne him no children. She had a female Egyptian servant whose name was Hagar. 2 And Sarai said to Abram, “Behold now, the Lord has prevented me from bearing children. Go in to my servant; it may be that I shall obtain children by her.”
The Death of Lazarus 11:1 Now a certain man was ill, Lazarus of Bethany, the village of Mary and her sister Martha. 2 It was Mary who anointed the Lord with ointment and wiped his feet with her hair, whose brother Lazarus was ill. 3 So the sisters sent to him, saying, “Lord, he whom you love is ill.” 4 But when Jesus heard it he said, “This illness does not lead to death. It is for the glory of God, so that the Son of God may be glorified through it.”
After these things the word of the Lord came to Abram in a vision: “Fear not, Abram, I am your shield; your reward shall be very great.”
11 I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. 12 He who is a hired hand and not a shepherd, who does not own the sheep, sees the wolf coming and leaves the sheep and flees, and the wolf snatches them and scatters them. 13 He flees because he is a hired hand and cares nothing for the sheep. 14 I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me, 15 just as the Father knows me and I know the Father; and I lay down my life for the sheep. 16 And I have other sheep that are not of this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd. 17 For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life that I may take it up again.
11 "Ek is die goeie herder. Die goeie herder lê sy lewe af vir die skape. 12 'n Huurling is geen herder nie, en dit is nie sy eie skape nie. As hy 'n wolf sien kom, los hy die skape en hardloop weg, en die wolf vang die skape en jaag die trop uitmekaar. 13 Hy is 'n huurling en bekommer hom nie oor die skape nie. 14 "Ek is die goeie herder. Ek ken my skape, en my skape ken My, 15 net soos die Vader My ken en Ek die Vader ken; en Ek lê my lewe af vir die skape. 16 Ek het nog ander skape, wat nie van hierdie kraal is nie. Ek moet hulle ook lei. Hulle sal na my stem luister, en hulle sal een kudde wees met een herder. 17 "Die Vader het My lief omdat Ek my lewe aflê om dit weer op te neem.