TSK · Mark 4:6

Planted in the LORD’s house, they grow in the courts of our God.

For you are a protector for the poor, a protector for the needy in their distress, a shelter from the rainstorm, a shade from the heat. Though the breath of tyrants is like a winter rainstorm,

When the sun began to shine, God sent a hot east wind. So the sun beat down on Jonah’s head, and he grew faint. So he despaired of life, and said,“I would rather die than live!”

rooted and built up in him and firm in your faith just as you were taught, and overflowing with thankfulness.

For the sun rises with its heat and dries up the meadow; the petal of the flower falls off and its beauty is lost forever. So also the rich person in the midst of his pursuits will wither away.

They will never go hungry or be thirsty again, and the sun will not beat down on them, nor any burning heat,