Song of Solomon 2

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

Revision as of 14:04, 23 July 2010

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