Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise! It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest. How long will you lie there, you sluggard? When will you get up from your sleep? A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest -- and poverty will come on you like a bandit and scarcity like an armed man.
One thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.
Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.
I am still confident of this: I will see the goodness of the LORD in the land of the living.
For just as through the disobedience of the one man the many were made sinners, so also through the obedience of the one man the many will be made righteous.
