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Your lips drip nectar, my bride;honey and milk are under your tongue;the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
I arose to open to my beloved,and my hands dripped with myrrh,my fingers with liquid myrrh,on the handles of the bolt.
The watchmen found meas they went about in the city;they beat me, they bruised me,they took away my veil,those watchmen of the walls.
His mouth is most sweet,and he is altogether desirable.This is my beloved and this is my friend,O daughters of Jerusalem.
"Who is this who looks down like the dawn,beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun,awesome as an army with banners?"
For as a young man marries a young woman,so shall your sons marry you,and as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride,so shall your God rejoice over you.
"But you trusted in your beauty and played the whore because of your renown and lavished your whorings on any passerby; your beauty became his.
that you slaughtered my children and delivered them up as an offering by fire to them?
And I will judge you as women who commit adultery and shed blood are judged, and bring upon you the blood of wrath and jealousy.
and I will bring all the people back to you as a bride comes home to her husband. You seek the life of only one man, and all the people will be at peace."
He I came to my garden, my sister, my bride,I gathered my myrrh with my spice,I ate my honeycomb with my honey,I drank my wine with my milk. Others Eat, friends, drink,and be drunk with love!
She I slept, but my heart was awake.A sound! My beloved is knocking."Open to me, my sister, my love,my dove, my perfect one,for my head is wet with dew,my locks with the drops of the night."
I opened to my beloved,but my beloved had turned and gone.My soul failed me when he spoke.I sought him, but found him not;I called him, but he gave no answer.
My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,the only one of her mother,pure to her who bore her.The young women saw her and called her blessed;the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.
I say I will climb the palm treeand lay hold of its fruit.Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,and the scent of your breath like apples,
Lift up your eyes around and see;they all gather, they come to you.As I live, declares the Lord,you shall put them all on as an ornament;you shall bind them on as a bride does.
"Go and proclaim in the hearing of Jerusalem, Thus says the Lord, "I remember the devotion of your youth,your love as a bride,how you followed me in the wilderness,in a land not sown.
No eye pitied you, to do any of these things to you out of compassion for you, but you were cast out on the open field, for you were abhorred, on the day that you were born.
Also my bread that I gave you - I fed you with fine flour and oil and honey - you set before them for a pleasing aroma; and so it was, declares the Lord God.