Create in me a clean heart, O God; And renew a right spirit within me.
Thy lips, O (my) bride, drop (as) the honeycomb: Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
But I have all things, and abound: I am filled, having received from Epaphroditus the things (that came) from you, and odor of a sweet smell, a sacrifice acceptable, well-pleasing to God.