Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.

But they that escape of them shall escape, and shall be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them mourning, every one for his iniquity.

Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?

And among these nations shalt thou find no ease, neither shall the sole of thy foot have rest: but the LORD shall give thee there a trembling heart, and failing of eyes, and sorrow of mind:

These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.