Nehemiah’s Prayer

⁴ When I heard these words, I sat down and wept. I mourned for a number of days, fasting and praying^(A) before the God of the heavens.^(B)

⁸ Then Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself while he sat among the ashes.^(A)

Unrepentant Towns

¹³ ‘Woe^(A) to you,^(B) Chorazin!^(C) Woe to you, Bethsaida!^(D) For if the miracles^(E) that were done in you had been done in Tyre and Sidon,^(F) they would have repented long ago, sitting in sackcloth and ashes.^(G)