They are more desirable than gold, Yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey, Even liquid honey of the comb.
The command of His lips, and I depart not. Above my allotted portion I have laid up The sayings of His mouth.
How sweet to my palate hath been Thy saying, Above honey to my mouth.
Therefore I have loved Thy commands Above gold -- even fine gold.
Better to me `is' the law of Thy mouth Than thousands of gold and silver!
As `with' milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And `with' singing lips doth my mouth praise.
To get wisdom -- how much better than gold, And to get understanding to be chosen than silver!
Eat my son, honey that `is' good, And the honeycomb -- sweet to thy palate.
Better `is' my fruit than gold, even fine gold, And mine increase than choice silver.
And I took the little scroll out of the hand of the messenger, and did eat it up, and it was in my mouth as honey -- sweet, and when I did eat it -- my belly was made bitter;