My Taste

I am this day fourscore years old: and can I discern between good and evil? can thy servant taste what I eat or what I drink? can I hear any more the voice of singing men and singing women? wherefore then should thy servant be yet a burden unto my lord the king?

Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?

How sweet are thy words unto my taste! yea, sweeter than honey to my mouth!

my son, eat thou honey, because it is good; and the honeycomb, which is sweet to thy taste:

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

• Feasts

For I say unto you, That none of those men which were bidden shall taste of my supper.

• Slander

Then said the Jews unto him, Now we know that thou hast a devil. Abraham is dead, and the prophets; and thou sayest, If a man keep my saying, he shall never taste of death.