For the needy shall not always be forgotten, and the hope of the poor shall not perish forever.
Return to your stronghold, O prisoners of hope; today I declare that I will restore to you double.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.”
For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is not hope. For who hopes for what he sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.