The Song of Solomon
Solo:5:1: 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, O beloved.
Solo:5:2: I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.
Solo:5:3: I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
Solo:5:4: My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him.
Solo:5:5: I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
Solo:5:6: I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
Solo:5:7: 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.
Solo:5:8: I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
Solo:5:9: What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
Solo:5:10: My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
Solo:5:11: His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
Solo:5:12: His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
Solo:5:13: His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
Solo:5:14: His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
Solo:5:15: His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Solo:5:16: His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
The Song of Solomon
Solo:6:1: Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
Solo:6:2: My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Solo:6:3: I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
Solo:6:4: Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.
Solo:6:5: Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
Solo:6:6: Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.
Solo:6:7: As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
Solo:6:8: There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
Solo:6:9: My dove, my undefiled is [but] one; she [is] the [only] one of her mother, she [is] the choice [one] of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; [yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Solo:6:10: Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?
Solo:6:11: I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, [and] to see whether the vine flourished, [and] the pomegranates budded.
Solo:6:12: Or ever I was aware, my soul made me [like] the chariots of Amminadib.
Solo:6:13: Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
The Song of Solomon
Solo:7:1: How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Solo:7:2: Thy navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wanteth not liquor: thy belly [is like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Solo:7:3: Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.
Solo:7:4: Thy neck [is] as a tower of ivory; thine eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose [is] as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Solo:7:5: Thine head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.
Solo:7:6: How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
Solo:7:7: This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes].
Solo:7:8: I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
Solo:7:9: And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
Solo:7:10: I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.
Solo:7:11: Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Solo:7:12: Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
Solo:7:13: The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
The Song of Solomon
Solo:8:1: O that thou [wert] as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! [when] I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
Solo:8:2: I would lead thee, [and] bring thee into my mother's house, [who] would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
Solo:8:3: His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Solo:8:4: I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.
Solo:8:5: Who [is] this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth [that] bare thee.
Solo:8:6: Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love [is] strong as death; jealousy [is] cruel as the grave: the coals thereof [are] coals of fire, [which hath a] most vehement flame.
Solo:8:7: Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if [a] man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Solo:8:8: We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
Solo:8:9: If she [be] a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she [be] a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
Solo:8:10: I [am] a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
Solo:8:11: Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand [pieces] of silver.
Solo:8:12: My vineyard, which [is] mine, [is] before me: thou, O Solomon, [must have] a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Solo:8:13: Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear [it].
Solo:8:14: Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
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