Your neck like a tower of David built as an arsenal, On which hang a thousand bucklers, the shields of the

warriors;

Your breasts like a pair of fawns, twins of a gazelle. You are altogether fair, my love, yes, you are perfect!

You have captured my heart, O my sister, my bride, With one glance of your eyes, with one link of your necklace.

How sweet is your love, O my sister, my bride!
How much better your caress than wine!

Your lips, O my bride, are laden with honey,
Honey and milk are beneath your tongue;

Your ointments are sweeter than all kinds of spices.

A garden enclosed is my sister, my bride;
A spring shut up, a fountain sealed;

bunt, a well of living waters,

Like the streams that come dashing from Lebanon.

245. THE BRIDE'S PRAISE OF HER HUSBAND

My beloved is radiant and ruddy, chief

among ten

thousand; His head is as finest gold, his locks are black as a raven, His eyes are like doves beside the brooks,

Washed as with milk and fitly set.

His cheeks are as beds of spices, as banks of sweet herbs,
His lips are as fair as lilies, dripping with myrrh,
His hands are like rods of gold set in yellow jasper,
His body like polished ivory encrusted with sapphires.

His legs are as marble pillars, set in sockets of gold,
His appearance like that of Lebanon, stately as cedars,
His mouth is most sweet; yes, all of him is lovely.
Such is my loved one, O daughters; such is my friend!

246. THE BRIDE'S CHARGE TO HER HUSBAND ON ENTERING THEIR NEW HOME

Place me as a seal upon your heart,
Set me as a seal-ring on your arm;
For love is as strong as death,
And jealousy relentless as the grave;
Its flashes are flashes of fire,
A very flame of the Lord.

Many waters cannot quench love,
And floods can never drown it.

Should a man give all his wealth for love,
He would surely be despised.

Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon;
He rented the vineyard to keepers.
Each for its fruit was to bring
A thousand pieces of silver.

My vineyard-my home! is before me.
O Solomon, I leave you your thousand,
And the fruit of the vines to their keepers!

PSALMS

PSALMS OF PRAISE AND THANKSGIVING

247. THE DIVINE KING

The earth is the Lord's in its fulness,

The world and those who live in it;
He founded it on the seas,

And established it on the floods.

Who may ascend the hill of the Lord?
Who may stand in his holy place?

The man with clean hands and pure heart,
Who cherishes no evil purpose,

Nor swears with intent to deceive.

He shall win from the Lord a blessing,

And approval from God his Savior.

Such is the man who may worship him,
Who may enter thy presence, O God of Jacob.

Lift up your heads, O gates,

Be lifted up, O everlasting doors,
Let the King of Glory come in!

Who is this King of Glory?
The Lord, strong and mighty,'
The Lord, mighty in battle!

Lift up your heads, O gates,
Be lifted up, O everlasting doors,
That the King of Glory may come in.

Who is this King of Glory?
The Lord, the God of hosts,
He is the King of Glory!

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248. THE MAJESTIC RULER OF THE UNIVERSE

The Lord reigns as King,

He is clothed with a garment of majesty,

He has girded himself with strength.
Firm stands the world, immovable,
Firm stands thy throne from of old,
From eternity art thou.

The floods have raised up, O Lord,
The floods have raised up their voice,
The floods have raised up their tumult.
But mightier than the roar of many waters,
Mightier than the breakers of the sea,
O Lord, thou art supreme on high.
What thou hast ordained is most just;
Holiness befits thy temple,

O Lord, for evermore.

249. THE GOD SUPREME ABOVE ALL GODS

Oh come, let us sing to the Lord,

Let us shout to the Rock who saves us,

Let us come before him with thanksgiving,
Let us sing to him joyful songs;

For the Lord is indeed a great God,

A great King above all gods,

In whose hand are the depths of the earth,

The heights of the mountains are his,

The sea is his, for he made it,
And his hands prepared the dry land.

Oh come, let us worship and bow down,
Let us kneel before the Lord our Maker;

For he is the Lord our God,

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And we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

If to-day you will hear his voice,

Harden not your heart as at Meribah,

Or that day at Massah in the wilderness,
When your fathers tested and tried me,
Although they had seen my work.

For forty years I loathed that generation,
And said, 'They are a fickle people,
They know not how they should walk.'
So I solemnly swore in my anger,

That they should not enter my place of rest.

250. GOD'S JUST RULE

Oh, sing to the Lord a new song;
Sing to the Lord, all the earth,
Sing to the Lord, praise his name,
Proclaim his salvation each day;
Tell his glory among the heathen,
His wonders among all peoples.

God is great, and worthy of praise,
Above all gods should he be revered,
For all the gods of the peoples are idols,
But it is the Lord who made the heavens.
Honor and majesty are in his presence,
Strength and beauty are in his sanctuary.

Ascribe to the Lord, you tribes of the nations,
Ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.

Ascribe to the Lord the glory that is due him;
Bring an offering, and enter bis courts.
Oh, worship the Lord in holy attire,
Tremble before him, all the earth.
Say to the nations, "The Lord reigns,
And he will rule the peoples justly.'

Let the heavens be glad, and the earth rejoice,
Let the sea roar and all of its inhabitants,
Let the fields exult, and all that is in them,