rwbs - 4

rwbs@Songs:4:1 @ Behold, thou fair, my love; behold, thou fair; thou doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. (note:)that…: or, that eat of, etc(:note)

rwbs@Songs:4:2 @ Thy teeth like a flock shorn, which came up from the washing; all of which bear twins, and none barren among them.

rwbs@Songs:4:3 @ Thy lips like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech comely: thy temples like a piece of pomegranate within thy locks.

rwbs@Songs:4:4 @ Thy neck like the tower of David built for an armoury, on which hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

rwbs@Songs:4:5 @ Thy two breasts like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

rwbs@Songs:4:6 @ Until the day shall break, and the shadows flee away, I will go up to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. (note:)break: Hebrews. breathe(:note)

rwbs@Songs:4:7 @ Thou all fair, my love; no spot in thee.

rwbs@Songs:4:8 @ Come with me from Lebanon, spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

rwbs@Songs:4:9 @ Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thy eyes, with one chain of thy neck. (note:)ravished: or, taken away(:note)

rwbs@Songs:4:10 @ How fair is thy love, my sister, spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the fragrance of thy ointments than all spices!

rwbs@Songs:4:11 @ Thy lips, O spouse, drop the honeycomb: honey and milk under thy tongue; and the scent of thy garments like the fragrance of Lebanon.

rwbs@Songs:4:12 @ A garden inclosed my sister, spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. (note:)inclosed: Hebrews. barred(:note)shut up: Heb. barred

rwbs@Songs:4:13 @ Thy plants an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; henna, with spikenard, (note:)camphire: or, cypress(:note)

rwbs@Songs:4:14 @ Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

rwbs@Songs:4:15 @ A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.

rwbs@Songs:4:16 @ Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

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