Quotes About Rest

Since Jacobís well was there, Jesus, weary from His journey, sat down by the well. It was about the sixth hour.

so the Jews said to the man who had been healed, “This is the Sabbath! It is unlawful for you to carry your mat.”

Now the day on which Jesus had made the mud and opened his eyes was a Sabbath.

For when we arrived in Macedonia, our bodies had no rest, but we were pressed from every direction—conflicts on the outside, fears within.

But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is perfected in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly in my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest on me.

So I swore on oath in My anger, ëThey shall never enter My rest.í”

And to whom did He swear that they would never enter His rest? Was it not to those who disobeyed?

So we see that it was because of their unbelief that they were unable to enter.

Therefore, while the promise of entering His rest still stands, let us be careful that none of you be deemed to have fallen short of it.

Now we who have believed enter that rest. As for the others, it is just as God has said: “So I swore on oath in My anger, ëThey shall never enter My rest.í” And yet His works have been finished since the foundation of the world.

For somewhere He has spoken about the seventh day in this manner: “And on the seventh day God rested from all His works.”

And again, as He says in the passage above: “They shall never enter My rest.”

Since, then, it remains for some to enter His rest, and since those who formerly heard the good news did not enter because of their disobedience,

For if Joshua had given them rest, God would not have spoken later about another day.

There remains, then, a Sabbath rest for the people of God.

For whoever enters Godís rest also rests from his own work, just as God did from His.

Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no one will fall by following the same pattern of disobedience.

Then each of them was given a white robe and told to rest a little while longer, until the full number of their fellow servants, their brothers, were killed, just as they had been killed.

And the smoke of their torment rises forever and ever. Day and night there is no rest for those who worship the beast and its image, or for anyone who receives the mark of its name.”

And I heard a voice from heaven telling me to write, “Blessed are the dead—those who die in the Lord from this moment on.” “Yes,” says the Spirit, “they will rest from their labors, for their deeds will follow them.”