¹⁵ My times are in thy hand: deliver me from the hand of mine enemies, and from them that persecute me.

⁷ And he said unto them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father hath put in his own power.

17 These words spake Jesus, and lifted up his eyes to heaven, and said, Father, the hour is come; glorify thy Son, that thy Son also may glorify thee:

⁶ Then Jesus said unto them, My time is not yet come: but your time is alway ready.

⁶ Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

3 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

² A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;

³ A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;

⁴ A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

⁵ A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

⁶ A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

⁷ A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

⁸ A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

24 Why, seeing times are not hidden from the Almighty, do they that know him not see his days?

⁸ Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

⁹ From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.

⁶ For I am now ready to be offered, and the time of my departure is at hand.

⁹ Deliver me, O Lord, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.