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The Lovers Speak |
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| Song of Solomon 8:1 |
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"Oh that you were like a brother to me Who nursed
at my mother's breasts. If I found you outdoors, I would kiss you; No one would
despise me, either. |
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| Song of Solomon 8:2 |
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"I would lead you and bring you Into the house
of my mother, who used to instruct me; I would give you spiced wine to drink from
the juice of my pomegranates. |
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| Song of Solomon 8:3 |
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"Let his left hand be under my head And his
right hand embrace me." |
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| Song of Solomon 8:4 |
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"I want you to swear, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not arouse or awaken my love Until she pleases." |
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| Song of Solomon 8:5 |
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"Who is this coming up from the wilderness Leaning
on her beloved?" "Beneath the apple tree I awakened you; There your mother was
in labor with you, There she was in labor and gave you birth. |
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| Song of Solomon 8:6 |
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"Put me like a seal over your heart, Like a
seal on your arm. For love is as strong as death, Jealousy is as severe as Sheol;
Its flashes are flashes of fire, The very flame of the LORD. |
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| Song of Solomon 8:7 |
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"Many waters cannot quench love, Nor will rivers
overflow it; If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love, It would
be utterly despised." |
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| Song of Solomon 8:8 |
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"We have a little sister, And she has no breasts;
What shall we do for our sister On the day when she is spoken for? |
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| Song of Solomon 8:9 |
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"If she is a wall, We will build on her a battlement
of silver; But if she is a door, We will barricade her with planks of cedar." |
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| Song of Solomon 8:10 |
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"I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers;
Then I became in his eyes as one who finds peace. |
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| Song of Solomon 8:11 |
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"Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; He entrusted
the vineyard to caretakers. Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver
for its fruit. |
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| Song of Solomon 8:12 |
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"My very own vineyard is at my disposal; The
thousand shekels are for you, Solomon, And two hundred are for those who take
care of its fruit." |
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| Song of Solomon 8:13 |
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"O you who sit in the gardens, My companions
are listening for your voice-- Let me hear it!" |
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| Song of Solomon 8:14 |
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"Hurry, my beloved, And be like a gazelle or
a young stag On the mountains of spices." |
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