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Song Of Solomon 8

¹Oh that you were like my brother, Who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; Yes, and no one would despise me.

²I 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.

³His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.

⁴I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, That you not stir up, nor awaken love, Until it so desires. Friends

⁵Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, Leaning on her beloved? Under the apple tree I aroused you. There your mother conceived you. There she was in labor and bore you.

⁶Set me as a seal on your heart, As a seal on your arm; For love is strong as death. Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol; Its flashes are flashes of fire, A very flame of Yahweh.

⁷Many waters can`t 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

⁸We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister In the day when she is to be spoken for?

⁹If 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

¹⁰I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, Then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.

¹¹Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon. He leased out the vineyard to keepers. Each was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.

¹²My own vineyard is before me. The thousand are for you, Solomon; Two hundred for those who tend its fruit. Lover

¹³You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, Let me hear your voice! Beloved

¹⁴Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!

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Song Of Solomon

Chapter 8

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