to eat my , 19_PSA_047_008 God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness. , to eat my , 33_MIC_07:01 Woe is me! for I am as when they have gathered the summer fruits, as the grapegleanings of the vintage: [there is] no cluster to eat: my soul desired the firstripe fruit. ,