Ophir

Is not God in the height of heaven? And behold the height of the stars, how high they are! and thou sayest how doth god know can he judge through the dark cloud thick clouds are a covering to him that he seeth not and he walketh in the circuit of heaven hast thou marked the old way which wicked men have trodden which were cut down out of time whose foundation was overflown with the flood which said unto god depart from us and what can the almighty do for them yet he filled their houses with good things but the counsel of the wicked is far from me the righteous see it and are glad and the innocent laugh them to scorn whereas our substance is not cut down but the remnant of them the fire consumeth acquaint now thyself with him and be at peace thereby good shall come unto thee receive i pray thee the law from his mouth and lay up his words in thine heart If thou return to the Almighty, thou shalt be built up, thou shalt put away iniquity far from thy tabernacles.

Then shalt thou lay up gold as dust, and the gold of Ophir as the stones of the brooks.

Yea, the Almighty shall be thy defence, and thou shalt have plenty of silver.

For then shalt thou have thy delight in the Almighty, and shalt lift thy face unto God.

The depth saith, It is not in me, and the sea saith, It is not with me.

It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.

It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.

The gold and crystal cannot equal it, and the exchange of it shall not be for jewels of fine gold.

The daughters of kings are among your loved ones.

On your right stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be forever.

Amen.

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Kenneth Rand Read for Libervox.org by Stéphane Van Blan Youf Though the lavish moments squander all the precious gold of pleasure, Though the ravished senses wander mid the cream of Ophir's treasure, Yet, by all the gods above, take the life, but leave us love.

Age Though the maiden's soft caresses be as honey of hymettus, Though the chilly soul confesses, Eros flames at last forget us.

Toil or ease or peace or strife, Take the love, but leave us life, End of poem.

If you are born blind, search the treasures of darkness.

They are more precious than the gold of Ophir.

They are love and goodness and truth and hope, and their price is above rubies and sapphires.

Jesus utters and Paul proclaims a message of peace and a message of reason, a belief in the idea, not in things, in love, not in conquest.

The daughters of kings are among your loved ones.

On your right stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be forever.

Amen.

The daughters of kings are among your loved ones.

On your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.

Glory to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning, is now and will be forever.

Amen.