We who held sweet intercourse together. To the house of God we walked amid the throng.

How sweet are thy words unto my taste! more than honey to my mouth!

When their judges are thrown down from the rocks, they shall hear my words, for they are sweet.

They have ears, and they hear not; a nose have they, and they smell not;

They are more precious than gold, yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey and the dropping of the honeycomb.