strkjv@Songs:8:1
@ 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
.
strkjv@Songs:8:2
@ I would
lead
thee, and
bring
thee into my
mothers
house
, who would
instruct
me: I would cause thee to
drink
of
spiced
wine
of the
juice
of my
pomegranate
.
strkjv@Songs:8:3
@ His left
hand
should be under my
head
, and his right
hand
should
embrace
me.
strkjv@Songs:8:4
@ I
charge
you, O
daughters
of
Jerusalem
, that ye stir not
up
, nor
awake
my
love
, until he
please
.
strkjv@Songs:8:5
@ 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.
strkjv@Songs:8:6
@
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
sh@: the
coals
thereof are
coals
of
fire
, which hath a most vehement
flame
.
strkjv@Songs:8:7
@
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
.
strkjv@Songs:8:8
@ 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
?
strkjv@Songs:8:9
@ 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
.
strkjv@Songs:8:10
@ I am a
wall
, and my
breasts
like
towers
: then was I in his
eyes
as one that
found
favour
.
strkjv@Songs:8:11
@
Solomon
had a
vineyard
at
Baalhamon
al; he let
out
the
vineyard
unto
keepers
; every
one
for the
fruit
thereof was to
bring
a
thousand
pieces of
silver
.
strkjv@Songs:8:12
@ My
vineyard
, which is mine, is
before
me: thou, O
Solomon
, must have a
thousand
, and those that
keep
the
fruit
thereof two
hundred
.
strkjv@Songs:8:13
@ Thou that
dwellest
in the
gardens
, the
companions
hearken
to thy
voice
: cause me to
hear
it.
strkjv@Songs:8:14
@ 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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