Song of Songs/Psalms Interface

As the apple tree
Among the trees
Of the woods;
So is my beloved,
Among the sons:
Thou art fairer,
Than the children
Of men;
Grace is poured
Into Thy lips,
Therefore, God hath
Blessed Thee,
Forever.

I sat down
Under His shadow,
With great delight;
And His fruit,
Was sweet
To my taste.
He brought me
To His banquet house;
And His banner
Over me was love:
For Who
In the heavens,
Can be compared
Unto the Lord?

Many,
Oh Lord, my God,
Are Thy wonderful works
Which Thou has done;
And Thy thoughts,
Which are to us-ward;
Cannot be reckoned,
Neither can they
Be numbered:
Whom have I in heaven,
But Thee?
And there is none
Upon the earth,
That I desire,
But Thee.