נָטַף

O LORD, when You went out from Seir, when You marched from the land of Edom, the earth trembled, the heavens poured out rain, and the clouds poured down water.

After my words, they spoke no more; my speech settled on them like dew.

…the earth shook and the heavens poured down rain before God, the One on Sinai, before God, the God of Israel.

Though the lips of the forbidden woman drip honey and her speech is smoother than oil,

Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.

I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.

His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.

“Son of man, set your face toward the south, preach against it, and prophesy against the forest of the Negev.

“Son of man, set your face against Jerusalem and preach against the sanctuaries. Prophesy against the land of Israel

And in that day the mountains will drip with sweet wine, and the hills will flow with milk. All the streams of Judah will run with water, and a spring will flow from the house of the LORD to water the Valley of Acacias.

Now, therefore, hear the word of the LORD. You say: ‘Do not prophesy against Israel; do not preach against the house of Isaac.’

“Behold, the days are coming,” declares the LORD, “when the plowman will overtake the reaper and the treader of grapes, the sower of seed. The mountains will drip with sweet wine, with which all the hills will flow.

“Do not preach,” they preach. “Do not preach these things; disgrace will not overtake us.”

If a man of wind were to come and say falsely, “I will preach to you of wine and strong drink,” he would be just the preacher for this people!