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Psalm 36:8

American Standard Version (1901)

They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; And thou wilt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures.

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Thou wilt show me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy; In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.

Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, That he may dwell in thy courts: We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, Thy holy temple.

and Jehovah will guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in dry places, and make strong thy bones; and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail not.

And in this mountain will Jehovah of hosts make unto all peoples a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.

My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; And my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips;

Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.

There is a river, the streams whereof make glad the city of God, The holy place of the tabernacles of the Most High.

And they thirsted not when he led them through the deserts; he caused the waters to flow out of the rock for them; he clave the rock also, and the waters gushed out.

He shall not look upon the rivers, The flowing streams of honey and butter.

Now on the last day, the great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me and drink.

The beasts of the field shall honor me, the jackals and the ostriches; because I give waters in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert, to give drink to my people, my chosen,

As for me, I shall behold thy face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with beholding thy form.

I am come into my garden, my sister, my bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

For how great is his goodness, and how great is his beauty! grain shall make the young men flourish, and new wine the virgins.

Keep me as the apple of the eye; Hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

In the covert of thy presence wilt thou hide them from the plottings of man: Thou wilt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the strife of tongues.




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