³⁹ See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me: I kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal: neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.

6 Come, and let us return unto the Lord: for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up.

⁶ The Lord killeth, and maketh alive: he bringeth down to the grave, and bringeth up.

¹⁸ For he maketh sore, and bindeth up: he woundeth, and his hands make whole.