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Ask a QuestionThe song of songs, which is Solomon's.
My beloved put his hand By the latch of the door, And my heart yearned for him.
His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl. His body is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.
The Shulamite While the king is at his table, My spikenard sends forth its fragrance.
I am the rose of Sharon, And the lily of the valleys.
The Shulamite My beloved is white and ruddy, Chief among ten thousand.
His eyes are like doves By the rivers of waters, Washed with milk, And fitly set.
Like a piece of pomegranate Are your temples behind your veil.
How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
"You are an adulterous wife, who takes strangers instead of her husband.
The Daughters of Jerusalem We will make you ornaments of gold With studs of silver.
The beams of our houses are cedar, And our rafters of fir.
The Shulamite The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.
My beloved spoke, and said to me: "Rise up, my love, my fair one, And come away.
The Shulamite My beloved is mine, and I am his. He feeds his flock among the lilies.
Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with chains of gold.
The Shulamite Behold, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant! Also our bed is green.
His left hand is under my head, And his right hand embraces me.
This stature of yours is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters.
Come, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages.