when my steps were bathed with butter, and the rock poured out for me streams of oil.
Those who hate Adonai would cringe before Him— their time of doom would be forever.
He will not look at streams, rivers flowing with honey and butter.
For Asher he said, ‘Most blessed of sons is Asher — may he be the favorite of his brothers, and may he dip his foot in oil.
Binding his foal to the vine, his donkey’s colt to the choice vine, he washes his garments in wine, and in the blood of grapes his robe.
when Shaddai was still with me, and my children surrounded me;
So you were adorned with gold and silver, and your raiment was of fine linen, silk and embroidery. You ate fine flour, honey and oil. You became exceedingly beautiful, and advanced to the kingdom.