1 Corinthians 15:55-58
O death, where is your sting? O grave, where is your victory?…
It is said that after the toils of the day Michael Angelo would sometimes be so wearied that be would get into bed without undressing, and as soon as refreshed by sleep would get up again, and with a candle stuck in his hat, so that the light might fall properly on the figure on which he was at work, he would pursue his beloved art. Living in a state of celibacy, he was accustomed to say his art was his wife and his works his children, and when some persons reproached him with leading so melancholy a life, he said, "Art is jealous; she requires the whole and entire man." So in the work in which we are engaged we may need sensors of hard and difficult and solitary labour. But how wonderfully are we sustained! Then work becomes a joy. The most difficult employment for the Master is performed with a great deal of interest. Work is not only a joy, but we become anxious to do all we can to complete, if possible, what seems to be our part in the work of life.
Parallel VersesKJV: O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?