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SNG 2:1
Song of Solomon 2:1 |
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I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the
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SNG 2:2
Song of Solomon 2:2 |
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As the lily among thorns, so is my love among
the daughters. |
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SNG 2:3
Song of Solomon 2:3 |
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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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SNG 2:4
Song of Solomon 2:4 |
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He brought me to the banqueting house, and his
banner over me was love. |
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SNG 2:5
Song of Solomon 2:5 |
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Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples:
for I am sick of love. |
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SNG 2:6
Song of Solomon 2:6 |
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His left hand is under my head, and his right
hand doth embrace me. |
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SNG 2:7
Song of Solomon 2:7 |
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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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SNG 2:8
Song of Solomon 2:8 |
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The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping
upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. |
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SNG 2:9
Song of Solomon 2:9 |
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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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SNG 2:10
Song of Solomon 2:10 |
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My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up,
my love, my fair one, and come away |
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SNG 2:11
Song of Solomon 2:11 |
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For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over
and gone; |
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SNG 2:12
Song of Solomon 2:12 |
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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; |
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SNG 2:13
Song of Solomon 2:13 |
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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. |
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SNG 2:14
Song of Solomon 2:14 |
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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. |
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SNG 2:15
Song of Solomon 2:15 |
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Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil
the vines: for our vines have tender grapes. |
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SNG 2:16
Song of Solomon 2:16 |
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My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth
among the lilies. |
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SNG 2:17
Song of Solomon 2:17 |
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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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