Apocrypha · Chapter 1 of 42
Odae Solomontos
The Lord is on my head like a crown, and I shall not be without him.
2They wove for me a crown of truth, and it caused your branches to flourish in me.
3For it is not like a withered crown that does not sprout.
4But you live upon my head and have flourished upon me.
5Your fruits are ripe and perfect, full of your salvation.
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About Odes of Solomon
42 early Christian hymns, probably from the 2nd century, in images of milk, crown and living water. The oldest liturgical poetry to survive outside the Psalms.