And thy footsteps drop fatness.
They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness,
And the hills are encompassed with rejoicing:
The pastures are clothed with flocks,
And the fields are covered with corn:
All shout for joy and sing.”—Ps. lxv.
Helon replied to him from another psalm:
The springs arise among the valleys,
They run among the hills.
Here the thirsty wild beast cools itself,