17. As the vine I put forth grace; And my flowers are the fruit of glory and riches.
19. Come to me, you⌃ that are desirous of me, And be you⌃ filled with my produce.
20. For my memorial is sweeter than honey, And mine inheritance than the honeycomb.
21. They that eat me shall yet be hungry; And they that drink me shall yet be thirsty.
22. He that obeys me shall not be ashamed; And they that work in me shall not do amiss.