'My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.'

          ---- Song of Solomon 2:10-13 (KJV) 

Jars of Clay

Therefore we do not lose heart.

Thought outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen but on what is unseen. 

For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 

--- 2 Corinthians 4:16-18