Whose fan is in His hand, thoroughly to cleanse His threshing-floor, and to gather the wheat into His granary; but the chaff He will burn up with unquenchable fire."

"Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, faring sumptuously every day.

saying, "If you knew, in this your day??ven you??he things pertaining to peace! but just now were they hid from your eyes!

for I say to you, that I will in no wise drink, henceforth, of the product of the vine, until the Kingdom of God shall come."

And, taking it down, he wrapped it in fine linen, and placed Him in a tomb, hewn in a stone, where no one was yet laid.