Song Of Solomon Chapter 6 (NIV)
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FriendsWhere has your lover gone,most beautiful of women?Which way did your lover turn,that we may look for him with you?
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BelovedMy lover has gone down to his garden,to the beds of spices,to browse in the gardensand to gather lilies.
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I am my lover’s and my lover is mine;he browses among the lilies.
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LoverYou are beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah,lovely as Jerusalem,majestic as troops with banners.
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Turn your eyes from me;they overwhelm me.Your hair is like a flock of goatsdescending from Gilead.
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Your teeth are like a flock of sheepcoming up from the washing.Each has its twin,not one of them is alone.
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Your temples behind your veilare like the halves of a pomegranate.
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Sixty queens there may be,and eighty concubines,and virgins beyond number;
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but my dove, my perfect one, is unique,the only daughter of her mother,the favorite of the one who bore her.The maidens saw her and called her blessed;the queens and concubines praised her.
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FriendsWho is this that appears like the dawn,fair as the moon, bright as the sun,majestic as the stars in procession?
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LoverI went down to the grove of nut treesto look at the new growth in the valley,to see if the vines had buddedor the pomegranates were in bloom.
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Before I realized it,my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.
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FriendsCome back, come back, O Shulammite;come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!LoverWhy would you gaze on the Shulammiteas on the dance of Mahanaim?
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