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Song of Songs
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| | 2:1 | I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. | | | 2:2 | As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters. | | | 2:3 | 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. | | | 2:4 | He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. | | | 2:5 | Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. | | | 2:6 | His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. | | | 2:7 | I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. | | | 2:8 | The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. | | | 2:9 | My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice. | | | 2:10 | My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. | | | 2:11 | For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; | | | 2:12 | The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; | | | 2:13 | The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. | | | 2:14 | O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. | | | 2:15 | Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. | | | 2:16 | My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies. | | | 2:17 | Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. |
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