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Song of Solomon 5
- I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ones!
- I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
- -- I have put off my tunic, how should I put it on? I have washed my feet, how should I pollute them? --
- My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door]; And my bowels yearned for him.
- I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the lock.
- I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself; he was gone: My soul went forth when he spoke. I sought him, but I found him not; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
- The watchmen that went about the city found me; They smote me, they wounded me; The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
- I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ... What will ye tell him? -- That I am sick of love.
- What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, Thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so charge us?
- My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.
- His head is [as] the finest gold; His locks are flowing, black as the raven;
- His eyes are like doves by the water-brooks, Washed with milk, fitly set;
- His cheeks are as a bed of spices, raised beds of sweet plants; His lips lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
- His hands gold rings, set with the chrysolite; His belly is bright ivory, overlaid [with] sapphires;
- His legs, pillars of marble, set upon bases of fine gold: His bearing as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars;
- His mouth is most sweet: Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, yea, this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Song of Solomon 6
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- Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we will seek him with thee.
- My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather lilies.
- I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
- Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:
- Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of Gilead.
- Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.
- As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
- There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:
- My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and they called her blessed; The queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
- Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as troops with banners?
- I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, Whether the pomegranates blossomed.
- Before I was aware, My soul set me upon the chariots of my willing people.
- Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. -- What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? -- As it were the dance of two camps.
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