Psalms 133 | Fn | Min | Max | Syll | ||
שִׁ֥יר הַֽמַּעֲל֗וֹת לְדָ֫וִ֥ד הִנֵּ֣ה מַה־טּ֭וֹב וּמַה־נָּעִ֑ים שֶׁ֖בֶת אַחִ֣ים גַּם־יָֽחַד | 1 | f | A song of the ascents, of David. Here! How fine and how pleasant, it is for kin to sit as one. | 3e | 4B | 8 8 7 |
כַּשֶּׁ֤מֶן הַטּ֨וֹב ׀ עַל־הָרֹ֗אשׁ יֹרֵ֗ד עַֽל־הַזָּקָ֥ן זְקַֽן־אַהֲרֹ֑ן שֶׁ֝יֹּרֵ֗ד עַל־פִּ֥י מִדּוֹתָֽיו | 2 | As the finest oil on the head running down on the beard, even Aaron's beard, running down on the collar of his shirt. | 3e | 4C | 19 8 | |
כְּטַל־חֶרְמ֗וֹן שֶׁיֹּרֵד֮ עַל־הַרְרֵ֪י צִ֫יּ֥וֹן כִּ֤י שָׁ֨ם ׀ צִוָּ֣ה יְ֭הוָה אֶת־הַבְּרָכָ֑ה חַ֝יִּ֗ים עַד־הָעוֹלָֽם | 3 | As the dew of Hermon running down on the mountains of Zion, for there Yahweh commanded the blessing, life to the everlasting. | 3d | 4C | 12 10 6 |
For there is a language of flowers
for flowers are peculiarly, the poetry of Christ (Christopher Smart)
א ב ג ד ה ו ז ח ט י כ ל מ נ ס ע פ צ ק ר ש ת
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Sunday 8 April 2018
Psalms 133
Second Sunday of Easter - a short psalm for the traditional 'low' Sunday.
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