You will find no peace anywhere, no place to call your own; the LORD will overwhelm you with anxiety, hopelessness, and despair.

Some will escape to the mountains like doves frightened from the valleys. All of them will moan over their sins.

"Come to me, all of you who are tired from carrying heavy loads, and I will give you rest.

I have told you this so that you will have peace by being united to me. The world will make you suffer. But be brave! I have defeated the world!"

Be confident, my heart, because the LORD has been good to me.

What are these ships that skim along like clouds, Like doves returning home?