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SNG 8:1
Song of Solomon 8:1
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O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked
the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee;
yea, I should not be despised. |
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SNG 8:2
Song of Solomon 8:2 |
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I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's
house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the
juice of my pomegranate. |
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SNG 8:3
Song of Solomon 8:3 |
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His left hand should be under my head, and his
right hand should embrace me. |
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SNG 8:4
Song of Solomon 8:4 |
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I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that
ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please. |
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SNG 8:5
Song of Solomon 8:5 |
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Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness,
leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother
brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee. |
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SNG 8:6
Song of Solomon 8:6 |
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Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal
upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the
coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame. |
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SNG 8:7
Song of Solomon 8:7 |
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Many waters cannot quench love, neither can
the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love,
it would utterly be contemned. |
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SNG 8:8
Song of Solomon 8:8 |
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We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts:
what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? |
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SNG 8:9
Song of Solomon 8:9 |
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If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace
of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar. |
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SNG 8:10
Song of Solomon 8:10 |
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I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then
was I in his eyes as one that found favour. |
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SNG 8:11
Song of Solomon 8:11 |
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Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let
out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a
thousand pieces of silver. |
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SNG 8:12
Song of Solomon 8:12 |
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My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou,
O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. |
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SNG 8:13
Song of Solomon 8:13 |
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Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions
hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it. |
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SNG 8:14
Song of Solomon 8:14 |
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Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to
a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. |
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