My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips: when I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches.
How precious ... are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee. — How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth! — Thy love is better than wine.
Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. — Thou art fairer than the children of men.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. — His countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend.
PSA. 63:5,6. Psa. 139:17,18. -Psa. 119:103. ‑Song 1:2. Psa. 73:25. ‑Psa. 45:2. Song 2:3,4. ‑Song 5:15,16.
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