My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness, and my mouth shall praise You with joyful lips. When I remember You on my bed, I meditate on You in the night watches. 

How precious… are Your thoughts to me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would be more in number than the sand; when I awake, I am still with You. § How sweet are Your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth! § Your love is better than wine.

Whom have I in heaven but You? And there is none upon earth that I desire besides You. § You are fairer than the sons of men.

Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down in his shade 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 like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet, yes, he is altogether lovely. This my beloved, and this is my friend.

Ps. 63:5–6; 139:17–18; 119:103; Song 1:2; Ps. 73:25; 45:2; Song 2:3–4; 5:15–16

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