Psalm 68:18, Song of Songs 3:6

O you daughters of Jerusalem,
Come clothe yourselves with praise.
See the chariot of your King
Has borne you from the wilderness.
And how the fragrance of His oils anointing
Purifies our humble sacrifice!
And we with singing, return to Zion,
The captives in Your train.

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