Rivers of joy, rivers of rejoicing, rivers of rejubilation, rivers of content, rivers of love, rivers of friendship, pour themselves, issuing forth from before the throne of glory, strengthen themselves and pass through the gates of the seventh heaven. From the sound of the playing of the harps of His beasts, from the sound of the exultation of the drums of His ophanim, and from the sound of music of the cymbals of His cherubim a sound strengtheneth itself and goeth forth in a great tumult when Israel saith before Him, “Holy, holy, holy.”