Song Of Solomon

Song Of Solomon 2 ©

1The mutual love of Christ and His church. 8The hope, 10and calling of the church. 14Christ's care of the church. 16The profession of the church, her faith and hope.

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I AM athe rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

2

As bthe lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

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As the capple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. 1I sat down dunder his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my 2taste.

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eHe brought me to the 3banqueting house, and fhis banner over me was love.

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g*Stay me with flagons, 4comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

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His hleft hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

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5I icharge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

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¶The jvoice of my beloved! behold, khe cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

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My lbeloved is like a roe or a young *hart: behold, mhe standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, 6shewing himself through the lattice.

l v.17. ch. 8.14.
10

nMy beloved spake, and said unto me, oRise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

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For, lo, pthe winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

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The qflowers appear on the earth; rthe time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the s*turtle is heard in our land;

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The tfig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. uArise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

u v.10. Is. 60.1. Ps. 50.5.
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vO my dove, wthat art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the xstairs, ylet me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

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zTake us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have atender grapes.

a v.13. Ps. 110.3.
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bMy beloved is mine, and I am his: he cfeedeth among the lilies.

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Until the dday break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou elike a roe or a young *hart upon the mountains 7of Bether.

e ch. 8.14. v.9.