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Book 22 Song of Solomon
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The song of songs, which is Solomon’s.
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Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
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Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
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Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
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I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
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Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother’s children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
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Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
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If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds’ tents.
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I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
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Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
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We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
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While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
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A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
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My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
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Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
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Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
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The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.
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I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
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As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
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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.
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He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
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Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
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His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
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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.
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The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
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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.
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My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, an