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The mother’s grief there was no consoling; My son, my son, she cried, why did we ever let thee go on thy travels? The light of our eyes, the support of our old age, our comfort in life, our hope of posterity when we are gone; (Tobit 10, 4)
The Lord’s holy angel, said he, go with you on your journey, and bring you home without scathe, to find that all is well, Tobias and Anna both. And may my life be spared to see children born of you. (Tobit 10, 11)
Almsgiving is death’s avoiding, is guilt’s atoning, is the winning of mercy and of life eternal; (Tobit 12, 9)
and lived out the rest of his life in great content, his course ever untroubled, his conscience ever more tender towards God. (Tobit 14, 4)
A bottle of wine she bade her serving-maid carry, and a phial of oil, parched corn and dry figs, and bread, and cheese, and so she went out on her journey. (Judith 10, 5)
It has been the saving of thy life, they told her, this plan thou hast formed of betaking thyself to our master yonder. (Judith 10, 15)
By the life of Nabuchodonosor I swear it,✻ by the power of Nabuchodonosor, committed to thee here and now for the punishment of rebellious spirits! All men, nay, the brute beasts themselves, thou tamest to his will; (Judith 11, 5)
Whim and will of his shall be whim and will of mine; I ask no better, all my life, than to obey his pleasure. (Judith 12, 14)
And Judith answered, Drink I will, my lord; never was a day in my life so proud as this. (Judith 12, 18)
Such high renown he has given thee this day, that the praise of thee shall never die on men’s lips, so long as they hold the Lord’s power in remembrance. Thy own life thou wouldst not prize, when thy countrymen were in need and great affliction; thou wouldst avert our ruin, with our God to speed thee. (Judith 13, 25)
No subject of the king’s grace, no province in his domains, but knows the inner court of the palace to be sacred. Man or woman entering it unbidden dies there and then; unless indeed the king should grant them life, by holding out his gold sceptre in token of pardon. These thirty days past I have not been summoned to the king’s presence; how can I venture in? (Esther 4, 11)
My lord king, she said, if this is indeed thy gracious pleasure, one gift I would ask, my life; one boon, the preservation of my people. (Esther 7, 3)
