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Psalm 36:8

The Scriptures 1998

They are filled from the fatness of Your house, And You give them drink from the river of Your pleasures.

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You show me the path of life; In Your presence is joy to satisfaction; At Your right hand are pleasures forever.

Blessed is the one You choose, And bring near to dwell in Your courts. We are satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your set-apart Hĕ

“Then יהוה  would guide you continually, and satisfy your being in drought, and strengthen your bones. And you shall be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.

And in this mountain יהוה  of hosts shall make for all people a feast of choice pieces, a feast of old wines, of choice pieces with marrow, of old wines, well-refined.

My being is satisfied as with marrow and fat, And my mouth praises You with singing lips.

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, because they shall be filled.

A river whose streams Make glad the city of Elohim, The set-apart dwelling of the Most High.

And they did not thirst when He led them through the deserts; He caused waters from a rock to flow for them; He split the rock, and waters gushed out.

He looks not on streams, the rivers flowing with honey and cream.

And on the last day, the great day of the festival, יהושע  stood and cried out, saying, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me, and let him who believes in Me drink.

“The beast of the field esteems Me, the jackals and the ostriches, because I have given waters in the wilderness and rivers in the desert, to give drink to My people, My chosen,

As for me, let Me see Your face in righteousness; I am satisfied to see Your appearance when I awake.

I have come to my garden, My sister, my bride; I have plucked 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, and drink deeply, O beloved ones!

For what goodness is His, and what comeliness is His. Grain make the young men thrive, and new wine the maidens!

Guard me as the apple of Your eye. Hide me under the shadow of Your wings,

In the secrecy of Your presence You shall hide them from the plots of man; You shelter them in a booth from the strife of tongues.




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