Song of Solomon 4:11
Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
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Song of Solomon 4:11
Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
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Song of Solomon 4:1
Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.
Song of Solomon 4:8
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
Song of Solomon 4:9
You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
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Song of Solomon 4:12
My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.
Song of Solomon 4:13
Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits, henna with spikenard plants,
Song of Solomon 4:14
spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,
Song of Solomon 4:15
a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved
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