The woman saith unto him, Sir, thou hast nothing to draw with, and the well is deep: whence then hast thou that living water?

The woman saith unto him, Sir, give me this water, that I thirst not, neither come all the way hither to draw.

The woman saith unto him, Sir, I perceive that thou art a prophet.

The nobleman saith unto him, Sir, come down ere my child die.

The sick man answered him, Sir, I have no man, when the water is troubled, to put me into the pool: but while I am coming, another steppeth down before me.

these therefore came to Philip, who was of Bethsaida of Galilee, and asked him, saying, Sir, we would see Jesus.

But because I have spoken these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.

Verily, verily, I say unto you, that ye shall weep and lament, but the world shall rejoice: ye shall be sorrowful, but your sorrow shall be turned into joy.

A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but when she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for the joy that a man is born into the world.

And ye therefore now have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no one taketh away from you.

Jesus saith unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? whom seekest thou? She, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, Sir, if thou hast borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away.