Drink waters out of thine own cistern, And running waters out of thine own well.
I was well nigh in all evil In the midst of the congregation and assembly.
Should thy springs be dispersed abroad, And rivers of water in the streets?
A garden shut up is my sister, my bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
Hearken not to Hezekiah: for thus saith the king of Assyria, Make your peace with me, and come out to me; and eat ye every one of his vine, and every one of his fig tree, and drink ye every one the waters of his own cistern:
Let marriage be had in honour among all, and let the bed be undefiled: for fornicators and adulterers God will judge.