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Song of Solomon 4

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  1. (Song 4:1) @@Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are @9as@7 doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.
  2. (Song 4:2) @@Thy teeth are like a flock @9of ewes@7 that are @9newly@7 shorn, Which are come up from the washing, Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.
  3. (Song 4:3) Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely. Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
  4. (Song 4:4) Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men.
  5. (Song 4:5) Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.
  6. (Song 4:6) Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.
  7. (Song 4:7) Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.
  8. (Song 4:8) @@Come with me from Lebanon, @9my@7 bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.
  9. (Song 4:9) @@Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, @9my@7 bride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.
  10. (Song 4:10) @@How fair is thy love, my sister, @9my@7 bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
  11. (Song 4:11) @@Thy lips, O @9my@7 bride, drop @9as@7 the honeycomb: Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
  12. (Song 4:12) @@A garden shut up is my sister, @9my@7 bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
  13. (Song 4:13) Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,
  14. (Song 4:14) Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
  15. (Song 4:15) @@@9Thou art@7 a fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And flowing streams from Lebanon.
  16. (Song 4:16) Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat his precious fruits.

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