Song of Solomon 7:11
Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
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Song of Solomon 7:11
Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.
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Song of Solomon 7:8
I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.
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Song of Solomon 7:9
Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep. Beloved
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