Psalm 22:15

For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; My vitality was drained away as with the heat of summer. Selah.

May my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth If I do not remember you, If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.

A glad heart is good medicine, But a broken spirit dries up the bones.

The tongue of the nursing baby cleaves To the roof of its mouth because of thirst; The infants ask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.

But when He took the twelve aside, He said to them, “Behold, we are going up to Jerusalem, and all things which are written through the prophets about the Son of Man will be completed.