He made him ride on the high places of the earth, And he did eat the increase of the field; And he made him to suck honey out of the rock, And oil out of the flinty rock;
Butter of the herd, and milk of the flock, With fat of lambs, And rams of the breed of Bashan, and goats, With the finest of the wheat; And of the blood of the grape thou drankest wine.
When my steps were washed with butter, And the rock poured me out streams of oil!
And my soul shall be joyful in Jehovah: It shall rejoice in his salvation.