9 and He said to me, Sufficient for thee is My grace, for My power in infirmity is perfected; most gladly, therefore, will I rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of the Christ may rest on me:
17 The sacrifices of God [are] a broken spirit, A heart broken and bruised, O God, Thou dost not despise.
3 Happy the poor in spirit -- because theirs is the reign of the heavens.
4 Happy the mourning -- because they shall be comforted.
5 Happy the meek -- because they shall inherit the land.
26 Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion [is] God to the age.
3 Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs.
2 And all these My hand hath made, And all these things are, An affirmation of Jehovah! And unto this one I look attentively, Unto the humble and bruised in spirit, And who is trembling at My word.
18 Near [is] Jehovah to the broken of heart, And the bruised of spirit He saveth.
1 The Spirit of the Lord Jehovah [is] on me, Because Jehovah did anoint me To proclaim tidings to the humble, He sent me to bind the broken of heart, To proclaim to captives liberty, And to bound ones an opening of bands.
2 To proclaim the year of the good pleasure of Jehovah, And the day of vengeance of our God, To comfort all mourners.
3 To appoint to mourners in Zion, To give to them beauty instead of ashes, The oil of joy instead of mourning, A covering of praise for a spirit of weakness, And He is calling to them, Trees of righteousness, The planting of Jehovah -- to be beautified.
10 for the sorrow toward God reformation to salvation not to be repented of doth work, and the sorrow of the world doth work death,
11 for, lo, this same thing -- your being made sorry toward God -- how much diligence it doth work in you! but defence, but displeasure, but fear, but longing desire, but zeal, but revenge; in every thing ye did approve yourselves to be pure in the matter.
15 For thus said the high and exalted One, Inhabiting eternity, and holy [is] His name: In the high and holy place I dwell, And with the bruised and humble of spirit, To revive the spirit of the humble, And to revive the heart of bruised ones,