The word that cometh from thy mouth is better unto me Than many thousands and great sums of gold and silver be.
They more than gold, yea, much fine gold, to be desired are: Than honey, honey from the comb that droppeth, sweeter far.
Therefore thy precepts more I love than gold, yea, gold most fine.
I at thy word rejoice, as one of spoil that finds great store.
I of thy testimonies have above all things made choice, To be my heritage for aye; for they my heart rejoice.
More joy thy testimonies' way than riches all me gave.
Moreover, they thy servant warn how he his life should frame: A great reward provided is for them that keep the same.