Whatsoever is not of faith is sin

לְדָוִד, מַשְׂכִּיל For David. A riddle.

We love because he first loved us.

Your pleasure, Beloved, is in my hands.
To take pleasure for yourself is sin.
Consider your clothing, and imagine
that you could pull it through its own
buttonhole until it is all inside out.

I created the heavens and the earth.
The creation is my clothing.
My buttonhole is the death of my Firstborn.
I am pleased with him.

It is my will (and my will is good
contrary to what some believe)
to show you my pleasure, if you will.
And I will clothe you with my joy.

Blessed are you, O Lord our God,
for you have created all things and
for your pleasure were all things created.
At your right hand are pleasures for evermore.