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\id SNG EN_ULT en_English_ltr Thu Mar 09 2023 15:52:40 GMT-0600 (Central Standard Time) tc
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\h Song of Songs
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\toc1 The Song of Songs
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\toc2 Song of Songs
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\toc3 Sng
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\mt Song of Songs
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\c 1
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\p
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\v 1 The Song of Songs which \add is\add* of Solomon.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, \q1 for better \add is\add* your love than wine. \q1
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\v 3 As for the smell of your oils—\add they are\add* good; \q1 oil poured out \add is\add* your name. \q1 Therefore, marriageable women love you. \q1
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\v 4 Draw me after you; let us run. \q1 The king has brought me \add to\add* his bedroom.
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\q1 \p Let us be glad and rejoice in you. \q1 Let us profess your love more than wine; \q1 rightly do they love you.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 5 I \add am\add* black, but lovely, daughters of Jerusalem, \q1 like the tents of Kedar, \q1 like the curtains of Solomon. \q1
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\v 6 Do not look at me, that I \add am\add* black, \q1 that the sun scorched me. \q1 The sons of my mother were angry with me; \q1 they appointed me \add as\add* keeper of the vineyards— \q1 my vineyard that \add is\add* mine, I have not kept. \q1
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\v 7 Declare to me, \add you\add* whom my soul loves: \q1 where do you graze? \q1 Where do you make \add your flocks\add* lie down at noontime? \q1 For why should I be like a woman who covers herself \q1 beside the flocks of your companions?
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\q1
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\p
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\v 8 If you do not know, most beautiful among women, \q1 go out in the footprints of the flock, \q1 and pasture your young goats beside the tents of the shepherds. \q1
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\v 9 To a mare among the chariots of Pharaoh \q1 I liken you, my darling. \q1
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\v 10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings; \q1 your neck \add is beautiful\add* with necklaces.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 11 Earrings of gold we will make for you, \q1 with studs of silver.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 12 While the king \add was\add* on his couch, \q1 my nard gave off its smell. \q1
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\v 13 A bundle of myrrh \add is\add* my beloved to me; \q1 between my breasts it stays. \q1
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\v 14 A cluster of henna blossoms \add is\add* my beloved to me, \q1 in the vineyards of Engedi.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 15 Behold you! \add You are\add* beautiful, my darling. \q1 Behold you! \add You are\add* beautiful; \q1 your eyes \add are\add* doves.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 16 Behold you! (You are\add* handsome, my beloved, truly pleasant. \q1 Indeed, our couch is leafy. \q1
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\v 17 The beams of our house \add are\add* cedars; \q1 our rafters \add are\add* pine.
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\c 2
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 I \add am\add* a flower of Sharon, \q1 a lily of the valleys.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 2 Like a lily among thorns, \q1 so \add is\add* my darling among the daughters.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, \q1 so \add is\add* my beloved among the sons. \q1 In his shadow I took delight, and I sat, \q1 and his fruit \add is\add* sweet to my palate. \q1
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\v 4 He brought me to the house of wine \q1 and his banner over me \add is\add* love. \q1
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\v 5 Sustain me with raisin cakes; \q1 refresh me with apples, \q1 for sick with love \add am\add* I! \q1
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\v 6 His left hand \add is\add* under my head, \q1 and his right hand embraces me. \q1
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\v 7 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, \q1 by the female gazelles or the does of the field, \q1 do not awaken nor stir love \q1 until it desires.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 8 The voice of my beloved! Behold, this one is coming, \q1 leaping over the mountains, \q1 jumping over the hills. \q1
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\v 9 My beloved is resembling a gazelle or a young stag. \q1 Behold, this one is standing behind our wall, \q1 gazing through the windows, \q1 looking through the lattices. \q1
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\v 10 My beloved answered and said to me, \q1 “Get up, my darling, \q1 my beauty, and come, \q1
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\v 11 for, behold, the winter has gone; \q1 the rain has passed; \q1 it went away. \q1
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\v 12 The blossoms have appeared in the land; \q1 the time of the song has arrived, \q1 and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land. \q1
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\v 13 The fig tree ripens its green figs, \q1 and the vines \add are in\add* blossom; \q1 they give off a smell. \q1 Get up, come, my darling, my beauty, and come. \q1
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\v 14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, \q1 in the hiding places of the cliff, \q1 show me your appearance, \q1 make me hear your voice, \q1 for your voice \add is\add* sweet, and your appearance \add is\add* lovely. \q1
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\v 15 Catch the foxes for us, the little foxes \q1 that destroy the vineyards, \q1 and our vineyards \add are in\add* blossom. \q1
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\v 16 My beloved \add belongs\add* to me and I \add belong\add* to him, \q1 the man grazing among the lilies. \q1
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\v 17 Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, \q1 turn; resemble, my beloved, a gazelle or a young stag \q1 on the mountains of Bether.
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\c 3
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 On my bed in the night \q1 I sought him whom my soul loves; \q1 I sought him, but I did not find him. \q1
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\v 2 I will get up now and go about in the city, \q1 in the streets and in the squares; \q1 I will seek him whom my soul loves. \q1 I sought him, but I did not find him. \q1
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\v 3 The guards going about in the city found me: \q1 “\add Have\add* you seen him whom my soul loves?” \q1
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\v 4 Hardly had I passed by them \q1 when I found him whom my soul loves. \q1 I held him and I would not let him go \q1 until I had brought him to the house of my mother \q1 and to the room of the woman who conceived me. \q1
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\v 5 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, \q1 by the female gazelles or the does of the field,
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\q1 do not awaken nor stir love until it desires.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 6 Who \add is\add* that coming up from the wilderness \q1 like columns of smoke, \q1 fragrant smoke of myrrh and frankincense, \q1 from all the powders of the merchant? \q1
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\v 7 Behold—his litter, which \add belongs\add* to Solomon; \q1 60 warriors surround it, \q1 from the warriors of Israel. \q1
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\v 8 All of them are grasping a sword, studied \add in\add* war. \q1 Each one \add has\add* his sword at his thigh, \q1 against the terrors in the nights. \q1
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\v 9 He made for himself a palanquin, King Solomon, \q1 from the trees of Lebanon. \q1
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\v 10 He made its posts \add out of\add* silver; \q1 its back, gold; \q1 its seat, purple cloth. \q1 Its interior was fitted \add with\add* love \q1 from the daughters of Jerusalem. \q1
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\v 11 Go out and look, daughters of Zion, at King Solomon, \q1 at the crown with which his mother crowned him \q1 on the day of his wedding, \q1 on the day of the joy of his heart.
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\c 4
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 Behold you! \add You are\add* beautiful, my darling. \q1 Behold you! \add You are\add* beautiful. \q1 Your eyes \add are\add* doves from behind your veil. \q1 Your hair \add is\add* like a flock of goats that hop down from \add the\add* slopes of Gilead. \q1
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\v 2 Your teeth \add are\add* like a flock of shorn \add sheep\add* that have come up from the washing, \q1 all of which bear twins, \q1 and there is not among them one which is bereaved. \q1
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\v 3 Like a thread of scarlet \add are\add* your lips, \q1 and your mouth \add is\add* lovely. \q1 Like a slice of pomegranate \add are\add* your cheeks \q1 from behind your veil. \q1
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\v 4 Like the tower of David \add is\add* your neck, built of layers— \q1 a thousand shields hanging on it, \q1 all the shields of the warriors. \q1
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\v 5 Your two breasts \add are\add* like two fawns, \q1 twins of a female gazelle, \q1 the ones pasturing among the lilies. \q1
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\v 6 Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, \q1 I myself will go to the mountain of myrrh \q1 and to the hill of frankincense. \q1
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\v 7 All of you \add is\add* beautiful, my darling, \q1 and there is no blemish in you. \q1
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\v 8 \add Come\add* with me from Lebanon, \add my\add* bride; \q1 come with me from Lebanon. \q1 Descend from the top of Amana, \q1 from the top of Senir and Hermon, \q1 from the hiding places of lions, \q1 from the mountains of leopards. \q1
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\v 9 You have enchanted my heart, my sister, \add my\add* bride; \q1 you have enchanted my heart \q1 with one \add look\add* from your eyes, \q1 with one jewel from your necklace. \q1
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\v 10 How your love is beautiful, my sister, \add my\add* bride! \q1 How your love \add is\add* better than wine \q1 and the smell of your oils \add is better\add* than all spices! \q1
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\v 11 Your lips drip \add with\add* nectar, \add my\add* bride; \q1 honey and milk \add are\add* under your tongue \q1 and the smell of your garments \add is\add* like the smell of Lebanon. \q1
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\v 12 A locked garden \add is\add* my sister, \add my\add* bride, \q1 a locked spring, a sealed fountain. \q1
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\v 13 Your shoots \add are\add* an orchard of pomegranate trees with delicious fruits, \q1 henna with nard, \q1
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\v 14 nard and saffron, \q1 calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, \q1 myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices, \q1
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\v 15 a fountain of gardens, \q1 a well of living waters, \q1 and flowing streams from Lebanon. \q1
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\v 16 Awake, north wind, and come, south wind; \q1 blow on my garden and let its spices flow.
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\q1 \p Let my beloved come to his garden \q1 and eat its delicious fruit.
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\c 5
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 I have come to my garden, my sister, \add my\add* bride; \q1 I have plucked my myrrh with my spice. \q1 I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; \q1 I have drunk my wine with my milk.
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\q1 \p Eat, friends; \q1 drink, and be drunk, beloved ones.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 2 I \add am\add* asleep, but my heart \add is\add* awake. \q1 A sound—my beloved is knocking: \q1 “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one, \q1 because my head \add is\add* full of dew, \q1 my hair \add is full of\add* the drops of the night.” \q1
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\v 3 “I have taken off my robe; how will I put it on? \q1 I have washed my feet; how could I get them dirty?” \q1
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\v 4 My beloved stretched out his hand through the hole \q1 and my belly roared concerning him. \q1
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\v 5 I got myself up to open to my beloved \q1 and my hands dripped \add with\add* myrrh \q1 and my fingers \add dripped with\add* flowing myrrh \q1 on the hands of the bolt. \q1
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\v 6 I myself opened to my beloved, \q1 but my beloved had turned and gone. \q1 My soul went out because he departed. \q1 I searched for him, but I did not find him; \q1 I called him, but he did not answer me. \q1
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\v 7 The guards going about in the city found me. \q1 They beat me and wounded me; \q1 they lifted my shawl from me, the guards of the walls. \q1
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\v 8 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, \q1 if you find my beloved, \q1 what will you declare to him? \q1 \add Declare to him\add* that sick \add with\add* love \add am\add* I.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 9 What \add is\add* your beloved more than \add another\add* beloved, \q1 most beautiful among women? \q1 What \add is\add* your beloved more than \add another\add* beloved, \q1 that thus you adjure us?
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\q1
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\p
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\v 10 My beloved \add is\add* shimmering and red, \q1 distinguished among ten thousand. \q1
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\v 11 His head \add is\add* gold, refined gold; \q1 his hairs \add are\add* wavy, black like the raven. \q1
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\v 12 His eyes \add are\add* like doves beside stream beds of water, \q1 bathing in milk, sitting beside the pools. \q1
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\v 13 His cheeks \add are\add* like a bed of spices, \q1 towers of herbal spices. \q1 His lips \add are\add* lilies, dripping \add with\add* flowing myrrh.
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\f + \ft Instead of \fq towers of,\fq* many Bible scholars think the text reads \fqa yielding.\fqa*\f* \q1
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\v 14 His arms \add are\add* rods of gold mounted with topaz; \q1 his belly \add is\add* a plate of ivory covered \add with\add* sapphires. \q1
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\v 15 His thighs \add are\add* pillars of alabaster set on bases of refined gold; \q1 his appearance \add is\add* like Lebanon, \add as\add* choice as the cedars. \q1
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\v 16 His mouth \add is\add* most sweet, \q1 and all of him \add is\add* most desirable. \q1 This \add is\add* my beloved, and this \add is\add* my friend, \q1 daughters of Jerusalem.
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\c 6
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 Where did he go, your beloved, \q1 most beautiful woman among women? \q1 Where did he turn, your beloved, \q1 and let us seek him with you?
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\q1
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\p
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\v 2 My beloved went down to his garden, \q1 to the beds of spices, \q1 in order to graze in the gardens and in order to glean lilies. \q1
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\v 3 I \add belong\add* to my beloved, and my beloved \add belongs\add* to me; \q1 he grazes among the lilies.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 4 You \add are\add* beautiful, my darling, like Tirzah, \q1 lovely like Jerusalem, \q1 awe-inspiring like bannered armies. \q1
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\v 5 Turn your eyes away from me, \q1 because they excite me. \q1 Your hair \add is\add* like a flock of goats \q1 that hop down from Gilead. \q1
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\v 6 Your teeth \add are\add* like a flock of ewes \q1 that have come up from the washing, \q1 all of which bear twins, \q1 and there is not among them one which is bereaved. \q1
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\v 7 Like a slice of a pomegranate \add are\add* your cheeks \q1 from behind your veil. \q1
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\v 8 Sixty \add are\add* they, queens, and eighty concubines, \q1 and marriageable women without number. \q1
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\v 9 One \add is\add* she, my dove; \q1 my perfect one—one \add is\add* she to her mother; \q1 pure \add is\add* she to the woman who bore her. \q1 The daughters saw her and called her blessed; \q1 the queens and the concubines—they praised her: \q1
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\v 10 “Who \add is\add* that, the woman who looks down like \add the\add* dawn, \q1 beautiful like the moon, \q1 pure like the sun, \q1 awe-inspiring like bannered armies?”
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\q1
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\p
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\v 11 To the garden of \add the\add* nut tree I went down, \q1 to look at the green shoots of the valley, \q1 to see—had the vine budded? \q1 Had the pomegranates bloomed? \q1
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\v 12 I did not know—my soul put me \q1 \add among\add* the chariots of my people, a noble.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 13 Return, return, Shulammite, \q1 return, return and let us look at you.
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\q1 \p Why do you look at the Shulammite \q1 like the dance of two armies?
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\c 7
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 How your feet are beautiful in sandals, daughter of a noble! \q1 The curves of your thighs \add are\add* like ornaments, \q1 the work of the hands of a craftsman. \q1
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\v 2 Your navel \add is\add* the rounded bowl— \q1 that never lacks spiced wine. \q1 Your belly \add is\add* a heap of wheat \q1 encircled with the lilies. \q1
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\v 3 Your two breasts \add are\add* like two fawns, \q1 twins of a gazelle. \q1
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\v 4 Your neck \add is\add* like a tower of ivory. \q1 Your eyes \add are\add* pools in Heshbon \q1 by the gate of Bath Rabbim. \q1 Your nose \add is\add* like the tower of Lebanon, \q1 looking \add to the\add* face of Damascus. \q1
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\v 5 Your head on you \add is\add* like Carmel, \q1 and the loose hair of your head \add is\add* like purple; \q1 a king is held captive in the tresses. \q1
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\v 6 How you are beautiful and how you are lovely— \q1 love with delights!
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\f + \ft Instead of \fq love,\fq* some manuscripts read \fqa one who is loved.\fqa*\f* \q1
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\v 7 This is your height—it is like a palm tree, \q1 and your breasts \add like its\add* clusters. \q1
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\v 8 I said, “I will go up \add the\add* palm tree; \q1 I will grab hold of its fruit stalks.” \q1 And, please, let your breasts be like the clusters of the vine, \q1 and \add let the\add* smell of your nose \add be\add* like apples, \q1
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\v 9 and \add let\add* your mouth \add be\add* like the best wine. \q1 Going down for my beloved smoothly, \q1 gliding over the lips of those who sleep.
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\f + \ft Instead of \fq the lips of those who sleep,\fq* many Bible scholars think the text should read \fqa lips and teeth.\fqa*\f*
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\q1
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\p
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\v 10 I \add belong\add* to my beloved \q1 and his longing \add is\add* for me. \q1
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\v 11 Come, my beloved, let us go out \add to\add* the fields; \q1 let us spend the night in the villages. \q1
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\v 12 Let us go early to the vineyards; \q1 let us see if the vine has budded, \q1 \add if\add* the blossoms have opened, \q1 \add if\add* the pomegranates have bloomed. \q1 There I will give my love to you. \q1
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\v 13 The mandrakes give off a scent, \q1 and over our doors \add are\add* all choice fruits, \q1 new ones and also old ones. \q1 My beloved, I have stored \add these\add* up for you.
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\sp \q1
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\v 1 Who will give you like a brother to me, \q1 who nursed at the breasts of my mother? \q1 If I found you outside, I would kiss you. \q1 Yes, they would not despise me. \q1
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\v 2 I would lead you; I would bring you to the house of my mother, \q1 she \add who\add* taught me. \q1 I would make you drink from the wine of spice, \q1 from the juice of my pomegranate. \q1
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\v 3 His left hand \add is\add* under my head \q1 and his right hand embraces me. \q1
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\v 4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, \q1 do not awaken and do not stir love \q1 until it desires. \q1
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\v 5 Who \add is\add* that coming up from the wilderness, \q1 leaning against her beloved? \q1 Under the apple tree I awakened you; \q1 there your mother was in labor \add with\add* you; \q1 there she was in labor; she gave birth \add to\add* you. \q1
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\v 6 Place me like the seal on your heart, \q1 like the seal on your arm, \q1 because strong like death \add is\add* love; \q1 unyielding like Sheol \add is\add* zeal. \q1 Its flashes \add are\add* flashes of fire, \q1 the flame of Yah. \q1
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\v 7 Many waters are not able to quench \add this\add* love
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\q1 and rivers will not drown it. \q1 If a man would give all \add the\add* wealth of his house in exchange for love,
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\q1 they would utterly despise it.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 8 A sister \add belongs\add* to us—a little one— \q1 and breasts there are not for her. \q1 What will we do for our sister \q1 on the day when it is spoken for her? \q1
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\v 9 If she \add is\add* a wall, \q1 we will build on her a battlement of silver. \q1 And if she \add is\add* a door, \q1 we will enclose over her boards of cedar.
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\v 10 I \add was\add* a wall \q1 and my breasts \add are\add* like towers; \q1 then I was in his eyes like a person who finds peace. \q1
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\v 11 \add There\add* was a vineyard for Solomon in Baal Hamon. \q1 He gave the vineyard to keepers. \q1 Each person brought in exchange for its fruit a thousand \add pieces of\add* silver. \q1
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\v 12 My vineyard that \add belongs\add* to me \add is\add* before me. \q1 The thousand \add belong\add* to you, Solomon, \q1 and the two hundred \add belong\add* to the people who \add are\add* keepers of its fruit.
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\q1
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\p
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\v 13 \add You\add* who reside in the gardens; \q1 companions are listening intently for your voice— \q1 let me hear it.
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\p
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\v 14 Flee, my beloved, \q1 and resemble a gazelle or a young stag \q1 on the mountains of spices. |