The Fly, when Israel is not busying itself with Torah, is saying:
When Pharaoh's horses came with his chariots
And his horsemen into the sea,
They have provoked My jealousy with a non-G-d,
Provoked My anger with their vanities.
All flesh is grass, and all its grace is as the flower of the field.
(But) among the divisions of Reuben, (there were) great resolves of heart.
The voice said, 'Call out'. And he said, 'What shall I call out?
Why do you sit between the borders?
I sleep, but my heart is awake. Hark! My beloved is knocking:
My perfect one, for my head is full of dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
My wound oozes at night and does not abate;
My soul refuses to be comforted.
Thus, I will provoke their jealousy with a non-people,
Provoke their anger with a foolish nation.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
But the word of our Lord shall endure forever.
The Lord will reign to all eternity;
[You are] my strength, to You I will sing,
The Lord rewarded me according to my righteousness;
According to the cleanness of my hands He recompensed me.
I will create a new expression of the lips: Peace, peace for him
Who is far off and for him who is near, says G-d, and I will heal him.
It is he whom My hand shall be prepared [to assist];
My arm, too, shall strengthen him.
Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind;
Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out;
And the man, Elkanah and his entire household, went up
To slaughter to the Lord, the sacrifice of the days and his vow.
Let my beloved come to his garden and eat his sweet fruit.
For G-d is my stronghold, the G-d of my kindness.
I have come to my garden, my sister, [my] bride;
For the Conductor, on the yedutun, by Asaph, a psalm.
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice,
I have eaten my sugar cane with my sugar,
[I raise] my voice to G-d and cry out;
[I raise] my voice to G-d and He will listen to me.
I have drunk my wine with my milk.
On the day of my distress, I sought the Lord;
Eat, friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ones.
Open for me, my sister, my beloved, my dove.
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