| I sat down under His shadow with great delight, and His fruit was sweet to my taste. (Song of Sol. 2:3) |
| How sweet are Thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth. (Psa. 119:103) |
| Eat thou honey, because it is good; and the honeycomb, which is sweet to thy taste. (Prov. 24:13) |
I, in wonder and in silence,
Listen and adore,
While the heart of God He tells me —
While my cup runs o’er. |
There His heart’s deep love disclosing,
Told in words divine;
I have known His joy in saying,
“Thou art ever Mine.” |
