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Beloved

 1 Oh that you were like a brother to me

 who nursed from the breasts of my mother!

 If I found you outside, I would kiss you,

 yes, and no one would despise me.

 

 2 I would lead you,

 bringing you into my mother’s house,

 who would instruct me.

 I would have you drink spiced wine

 of the juice of my pomegranate.

 

 3 His left hand would be under my head.

 His right hand would embrace me.

 

 4 I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,

 that you not stir up nor awaken love

 until it so desires.

  Friends

 5 Who is this who comes up from the wilderness,

 leaning on her beloved?

Beloved

 

 Under the apple tree I aroused you.

 There your mother conceived you.

 There she was in labor and bore you.

 

 6 Set me as a seal on your heart,

 as a seal on your arm;

 for love is strong as death.

 Passion is as fierce as Sheol.

 Its flashes are flashes of fire,

 a very flame of Yahweh.

 

 7 Many waters cannot quench love,

 neither can floods drown it.

 If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love,

 he would be utterly scorned.

  Friends

 8 We have a little sister.

 She has no breasts.

 What will we do for our sister

 in the day when she is to be spoken for?

 

 9 If she is a wall,

 we will build on her a turret of silver.

 If she is a door,

 we will enclose her with boards of cedar.

  Beloved

 10 I am a wall,

 and my breasts like towers,

 then I was in his eyes

 like one who found peace.

 

 
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Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.

 He leased out the vineyard to keepers.

 Each was to bring 1,000 shekels

 of silver for its fruit.

 

 12 My own vineyard is before me.

 The 1,000 are for you, Solomon,

 200 for those who tend its fruit.

  Lover

 13 You who dwell in the gardens

 with friends in attendance,

 let me hear your voice!

  Beloved

 14 Come away, my beloved!

 Be like a gazelle

 or a young stag

 on the mountains of spices!

 

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