,book #bb ,song of ,solomon #bb3jja3jja ,the song of songs1 which is ,solomon's4 #bb3jja3jjb ,let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth3 for thy love is better than wine4 #bb3jja3jjc ,because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth1 therefore do the virgins love thee4 #bb3jja3jjd ,draw me1 we will run after thee3 the king hath brought me into his chambers3 we will be glad and rejoice in thee1 we will remember thy love more than wine3 the upright love thee4 #bb3jja3jje ,i am black1 but comely1 ,o ye daughters of ,jerusalem1 as the tents of ,kedar1 as the curtains of ,solomon4 #bb3jja3jjf ,look not upon me1 because ,i am black1 because the sun hath looked upon me3 my mother's children were angry with me2 they made me the keeper of the vineyards2 but mine own vineyard have ,i not kept4 #bb3jja3jjg ,tell me1 ,o thou whom my soul loveth1 where thou feedest1 where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon3 for why should ,i be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions8 #bb3jja3jjh ,if thou know not1 ,o thou fairest among women1 go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock1 and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents4 #bb3jja3jji ,i have compared thee1 ,o my love1 to a company of horses in ,pharaoh's chariots4 #bb3jja3jaj ,thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels1 thy neck with chains of gold4 #bb3jja3jaa ,we will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver4 #bb3jja3jab ,while the king sitteth at his table1 my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof4 #bb3jja3jac ,a bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me2 he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts4 #bb3jja3jad ,my beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of ,engedi4 #bb3jja3jae ,behold1 thou art fair1 my love2 behold1 thou art fair2 thou hast doves' eyes4 #bb3jja3jaf ,behold1 thou art fair1 my beloved1 yea1 pleasant3 also our bed is green4 #bb3jja3jag ,the beams of our house are cedar1 and our rafters of fir4 #bb3jjb3jja ,i am the rose of ,sharon1 and the lily of the valleys4 #bb3jjb3jjb ,as the lily among thorns1 so is my love among the daughters4 #bb3jjb3jjc ,as the apple tree among the trees of the wood1 so is my beloved among the sons4 ,i sat down under his shadow with great delight1 and his fruit was sweet to my taste4 #bb3jjb3jjd ,he brought me to the banqueting house1 and his banner over me was love4 #bb3jjb3jje ,stay me with flagons1 comfort me with apples3 for ,i am sick of love4 #bb3jjb3jjf ,his left hand is under my head1 and his right hand doth embrace me4 #bb3jjb3jjg ,i charge you1 ,o ye daughters of ,jerusalem1 by the roes1 and by the hinds of the field1 that ye stir not up1 nor awake my love1 till he please4 #bb3jjb3jjh ,the voice of my beloved6 behold1 he cometh leaping upon the mountains1 skipping upon the hills4 #bb3jjb3jji ,my beloved is like a roe or a young hart3 behold1 he standeth behind our wall1 he looketh forth at the windows1 shewing himself through the lattice4 #bb3jjb3jaj ,my beloved spake1 and said unto me1 ,rise up1 my love1 my fair one1 and come away4 #bb3jjb3jaa ,for1 lo1 the winter is past1 the rain is over and gone2 #bb3jjb3jab ,the flowers appear on the earth2 the time of the singing of birds is come1 and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land2 #bb3jjb3jac ,the fig tree putteth forth her green figs1 and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell4 ,arise1 my love1 my fair one1 and come away4 #bb3jjb3jad ,o my dove1 that art in the clefts of the rock1 in the secret places of the stairs1 let me see thy countenance1 let me hear thy voice2 for sweet is thy voice1 and thy countenance is comely4 #bb3jjb3jae ,take us the foxes1 the little foxes1 that spoil the vines3 for our vines have tender grapes4 #bb3jjb3jaf ,my beloved is mine1 and ,i am his3 he feedeth among the lilies4 #bb3jjb3jag ,until the day break1 and the shadows flee away1 turn1 my beloved1 and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of ,bether4 #bb3jjc3jja ,by night on my bed ,i sought him whom my soul loveth3 ,i sought him1 but ,i found him not4 #bb3jjc3jjb ,i will rise now1 and go about the city in the streets1 and in the broad ways ,i will seek him whom my soul loveth3 ,i sought him1 but ,i found him not4 #bb3jjc3jjc ,the watchmen that go about the city found me3 to whom ,i said1 ,saw ye him whom my soul loveth8 #bb3jjc3jjd ,it was but a little that ,i passed from them1 but ,i found him whom my soul loveth3 ,i held him1 and would not let him go1 until ,i had brought him into my mother's house1 and into the chamber of her that conceived me4 #bb3jjc3jje ,i charge you1 ,o ye daughters of ,jerusalem1 by the roes1 and by the hinds of the field1 that ye stir not up1 nor awake my love1 till he please4 #bb3jjc3jjf ,who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke1 perfumed with myrrh and frankincense1 with all powders of the merchant8 #bb3jjc3jjg ,behold his bed1 which is ,solomon's2 threescore valiant men are about it1 of the valiant of ,israel4 #bb3jjc3jjh ,they all hold swords1 being expert in war3 every man hath his sword upon his thigh because of fear in the night4 #bb3jjc3jji ,king ,solomon made himself a chariot of the wood of ,lebanon4 #bb3jjc3jaj ,he made the pillars thereof of silver1 the bottom thereof of gold1 the covering of it of purple1 the midst thereof being paved with love1 for the daughters of ,jerusalem4 #bb3jjc3jaa ,go forth1 ,o ye daughters of ,zion1 and behold king ,solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals1 and in the day of the gladness of his heart4 #bb3jjd3jja ,behold1 thou art fair1 my love2 behold1 thou art fair2 thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks3 thy hair is as a flock of goats1 that appear from mount ,gilead4 #bb3jjd3jjb ,thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn1 which came up from the washing2 whereof every one bear twins1 and none is barren among them4 #bb3jjd3jjc ,thy lips are like a thread of scarlet1 and thy speech is comely3 thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks4 #bb3jjd3jjd ,thy neck is like the tower of ,david builded for an armoury1 whereon there hang a thousand bucklers1 all shields of mighty men4 #bb3jjd3jje ,thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins1 which feed among the lilies4 #bb3jjd3jjf ,until the day break1 and the shadows flee away1 ,i will get me to the mountain of myrrh1 and to the hill of frankincense4 #bb3jjd3jjg ,thou art all fair1 my love2 there is no spot in thee4 #bb3jjd3jjh ,come with me from ,lebanon1 my spouse1 with me from ,lebanon3 look from the top of ,amana1 from the top of ,shenir and ,hermon1 from the lions' dens1 from the mountains of the leopards4 #bb3jjd3jji ,thou hast ravished my heart1 my sister1 my spouse2 thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes1 with one chain of thy neck4 #bb3jjd3jaj ,how fair is thy love1 my sister1 my spouse6 how much better is thy love than wine6 and the smell of thine ointments than all spices6 #bb3jjd3jaa ,thy lips1 ,o my spouse1 drop as the honeycomb3 honey and milk are under thy tongue2 and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of ,lebanon4 #bb3jjd3jab ,a garden inclosed is my sister1 my spouse2 a spring shut up1 a fountain sealed4 #bb3jjd3jac ,thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates1 with pleasant fruits2 camphire1 with spikenard1 #bb3jjd3jad ,spikenard and saffron2 calamus and cinnamon1 with all trees of frankincense2 myrrh and aloes1 with all the chief spices3 #bb3jjd3jae ,a fountain of gardens1 a well of living waters1 and streams from ,lebanon4 #bb3jjd3jaf ,awake1 ,o north wind2 and come1 thou south2 blow upon my garden1 that the spices thereof may flow out4 ,let my beloved come into his garden1 and eat his pleasant fruits4 #bb3jje3jja ,i am come into my garden1 my sister1 my spouse3 ,i have gathered my myrrh with my spice2 ,i have eaten my honeycomb with my honey2 ,i have drunk my wine with my milk3 eat1 ,o friends2 drink1 yea1 drink abundantly1 ,o beloved4 #bb3jje3jjb ,i sleep1 but my heart waketh3 it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh1 saying1 ,open to me1 my sister1 my love1 my dove1 my undefiled3 for my head is filled with dew1 and my locks with the drops of the night4 #bb3jje3jjc ,i have put off my coat2 how shall ,i put it on8 ,i have washed my feet2 how shall ,i defile them8 #bb3jje3jjd ,my beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door1 and my bowels were moved for him4 #bb3jje3jje ,i rose up to open to my beloved2 and my hands dropped with myrrh1 and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh1 upon the handles of the lock4 #bb3jje3jjf ,i opened to my beloved2 but my beloved had withdrawn himself1 and was gone3 my soul failed when he spake3 ,i sought him1 but ,i could not find him2 ,i called him1 but he gave me no answer4 #bb3jje3jjg ,the watchmen that went about the city found me1 they smote me1 they wounded me2 the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me4 #bb3jje3jjh ,i charge you1 ,o daughters of ,jerusalem1 if ye find my beloved1 that ye tell him1 that ,i am sick of love4 #bb3jje3jji ,what is thy beloved more than another beloved1 ,o thou fairest among women8 what is thy beloved more than another beloved1 that thou dost so charge us8 #bb3jje3jaj ,my beloved is white and ruddy1 the chiefest among ten thousand4 #bb3jje3jaa ,his head is as the most fine gold1 his locks are bushy1 and black as a raven4 #bb3jje3jab ,his eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters1 washed with milk1 and fitly set4 #bb3jje3jac ,his cheeks are as a bed of spices1 as sweet flowers3 his lips like lilies1 dropping sweet smelling myrrh4 #bb3jje3jad ,his hands are as gold rings set with the beryl3 his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires4 #bb3jje3jae ,his legs are as pillars of marble1 set upon sockets of fine gold3 his countenance is as ,lebanon1 excellent as the cedars4 #bb3jje3jaf ,his mouth is most sweet3 yea1 he is altogether lovely4 ,this is my beloved1 and this is my friend1 ,o daughters of ,jerusalem4 #bb3jjf3jja ,whither is thy beloved gone1 ,o thou fairest among women8 whither is thy beloved turned aside8 that we may seek him with thee4 #bb3jjf3jjb ,my beloved is gone down into his garden1 to the beds of spices1 to feed in the gardens1 and to gather lilies4 #bb3jjf3jjc ,i am my beloved's1 and my beloved is mine3 he feedeth among the lilies4 #bb3jjf3jjd ,thou art beautiful1 ,o my love1 as ,tirzah1 comely as ,jerusalem1 terrible as an army with banners4 #bb3jjf3jje ,turn away thine eyes from me1 for they have overcome me3 thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from ,gilead4 #bb3jjf3jjf ,thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing1 whereof every one beareth twins1 and there is not one barren among them4 #bb3jjf3jjg ,as a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks4 #bb3jjf3jjh ,there are threescore queens1 and fourscore concubines1 and virgins without number4 #bb3jjf3jji ,my dove1 my undefiled is but one2 she is the only one of her mother1 she is the choice one of her that bare her4 ,the daughters saw her1 and blessed her2 yea1 the queens and the concubines1 and they praised her4 #bb3jjf3jaj ,who is she that looketh forth as the morning1 fair as the moon1 clear as the sun1 and terrible as an army with banners8 #bb3jjf3jaa ,i went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley1 and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded4 #bb3jjf3jab ,or ever ,i was aware1 my soul made me like the chariots of ,amminadib4 #bb3jjf3jac ,return1 return1 ,o ,shulamite2 return1 return1 that we may look upon thee4 ,what will ye see in the ,shulamite8 ,as it were the company of two armies4 #bb3jjg3jja ,how beautiful are thy feet with shoes1 ,o prince's daughter6 the joints of thy thighs are like jewels1 the work of the hands of a cunning workman4 #bb3jjg3jjb ,thy navel is like a round goblet1 which wanteth not liquor3 thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies4 #bb3jjg3jjc ,thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins4 #bb3jjg3jjd ,thy neck is as a tower of ivory2 thine eyes like the fishpools in ,heshbon1 by the gate of ,bathrabbim3 thy nose is as the tower of ,lebanon which looketh toward ,damascus4 #bb3jjg3jje ,thine head upon thee is like ,carmel1 and the hair of thine head like purple2 the king is held in the galleries4 #bb3jjg3jjf ,how fair and how pleasant art thou1 ,o love1 for delights6 #bb3jjg3jjg ,this thy stature is like to a palm tree1 and thy breasts to clusters of grapes4 #bb3jjg3jjh ,i said1 ,i will go up to the palm tree1 ,i will take hold of the boughs thereof3 now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine1 and the smell of thy nose like apples2 #bb3jjg3jji ,and the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved1 that goeth down sweetly1 causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak4 #bb3jjg3jaj ,i am my beloved's1 and his desire is toward me4 #bb3jjg3jaa ,come1 my beloved1 let us go forth into the field2 let us lodge in the villages4 #bb3jjg3jab ,let us get up early to the vineyards2 let us see if the vine flourish1 whether the tender grape appear1 and the pomegranates bud forth3 there will ,i give thee my loves4 #bb3jjg3jac ,the mandrakes give a smell1 and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits1 new and old1 which ,i have laid up for thee1 ,o my beloved4 #bb3jjh3jja ,o that thou wert as my brother1 that sucked the breasts of my mother6 when ,i should find thee without1 ,i would kiss thee2 yea1 ,i should not be despised4 #bb3jjh3jjb ,i would lead thee1 and bring thee into my mother's house1 who would instruct me3 ,i would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate4 #bb3jjh3jjc ,his left hand should be under my head1 and his right hand should embrace me4 #bb3jjh3jjd ,i charge you1 ,o daughters of ,jerusalem1 that ye stir not up1 nor awake my love1 until he please4 #bb3jjh3jje ,who is this that cometh up from the wilderness1 leaning upon her beloved8 ,i raised thee up under the apple tree3 there thy mother brought thee forth3 there she brought thee forth that bare thee4 #bb3jjh3jjf ,set me as a seal upon thine heart1 as a seal upon thine arm3 for love is strong as death2 jealousy is cruel as the grave3 the coals thereof are coals of fire1 which hath a most vehement flame4 #bb3jjh3jjg ,many waters cannot quench love1 neither can the floods drown it3 if a man would give all the substance of his house for love1 it would utterly be contemned4 #bb3jjh3jjh ,we have a little sister1 and she hath no breasts3 what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for8 #bb3jjh3jji ,if she be a wall1 we will build upon her a palace of silver3 and if she be a door1 we will inclose her with boards of cedar4 #bb3jjh3jaj ,i am a wall1 and my breasts like towers3 then was ,i in his eyes as one that found favour4 #bb3jjh3jaa ,solomon had a vineyard at ,baalhamon2 he let out the vineyard unto keepers2 every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver4 #bb3jjh3jab ,my vineyard1 which is mine1 is before me3 thou1 ,o ,solomon1 must have a thousand1 and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred4 #bb3jjh3jac ,thou that dwellest in the gardens1 the companions hearken to thy voice3 cause me to hear it4 #bb3jjh3jad ,make haste1 my beloved1 and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices4