²² Frygt ikke, I Markens Dyr! Thi Ørkenens Græsmarker grønnes, og Træerne bærer Frugt; Figentræ og Vinstok giver alt, hvad de kan.

¹⁸ Men jeg vil frydes i HE EN, juble i min Frelses Gud.

² He was transfigured before them. His face shone like the sun, and his garments became as white as the light.