² O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

²⁸ Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

¹⁷ For I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord; because they called thee an Outcast, saying, This is Zion, whom no man seeketh after.

²⁰ My son, attend to my words; incline thine ear unto my sayings.

²¹ Let them not depart from thine eyes; keep them in the midst of thine heart.

²² For they are life unto those that find them, and health to all their flesh.

⁵⁰ This is my comfort in my affliction: for thy word hath quickened me.