A good name is better than fine perfume, and one’s day of death is better than his day of birth.
And I heard a voice from heaven telling me to write, “Blessed are the dead—those who die in the Lord from this moment on
A good name is more desirable than great riches; favor is better than silver and gold.
So I admired the dead, who had already died, above the living, who are still alive.
We are confident, then, and would prefer to be away from the body and at home with the Lord.
For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is dismantled, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven,
For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.
Oil and incense bring joy to the heart, and the counsel of a friend is sweetness to the soul.
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the maidens adore you.
As dead flies bring a stench to the perfumer’s oil, so a little folly outweighs wisdom and honor.
There the wicked cease from raging, and there the weary find rest.
The righteous perish, and no one takes it to heart; devout men are taken away, while no one considers that the righteous
I will give them, in My house and within My walls, a memorial and a name better than that of sons and daughters. I will
The light of the eyes cheers the heart, and good news nourishes the bones.
It is like fine oil on the head, running down on the beard, running down Aaron’s beard over the collar of his robes.
The evening meal was underway, and the devil had already put into the heart of Judas, the son of Simon Iscariot, to betr
Nevertheless, do not rejoice that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.”
These were all commended for their faith, yet they did not receive what was promised.
This is why the ancients were commended.
How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume