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Mighty King, lover of justice, you have established fairness. You have acted with justice and righteousness throughout Israel.
My lover is like a sachet of myrrh lying between my breasts.
Like the finest apple tree in the orchard is my lover among other young men. I sit in his delightful shade and taste his delicious fruit.
Ah, I hear my lover coming! He is leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills.
My lover is like a swift gazelle or a young stag. Look, there he is behind the wall, looking through the window, peering into the room.
My lover said to me, “Rise up, my darling! Come away with me, my fair one!
My lover is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
1 One night as I lay in bed, I yearned for my lover. I yearned for him, but he did not come.
1 I have entered my garden, my treasure, my bride! I gather myrrh with my spices and eat honeycomb with my honey. I drink wine with my milk. Young Women of Jerusalem Oh, lover and beloved, eat and drink! Yes, drink deeply of your love! Young Woman
I slept, but my heart was awake, when I heard my lover knocking and calling: “Open to me, my treasure, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
My lover tried to unlatch the door, and my heart thrilled within me.
I opened to my lover, but he was gone! My heart sank. I searched for him but could not find him anywhere. I called to him, but there was no reply.
Make this promise, O women of Jerusalem — If you find my lover, tell him I am weak with love. Young Women of Jerusalem
Why is your lover better than all others, O woman of rare beauty? What makes your lover so special that we must promise this? Young Woman
My lover is dark and dazzling, better than ten thousand others!
His mouth is sweetness itself; he is desirable in every way. Such, O women of Jerusalem, is my lover, my friend.
1 Where has your lover gone, O woman of rare beauty? Which way did he turn so we can help you find him? Young Woman
My lover has gone down to his garden, to his spice beds, to browse in the gardens and gather the lilies.
I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine. He browses among the lilies. Young Man
May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine — Young Woman Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover, flowing gently over lips and teeth.
I am my lover’s, and he claims me as his own.
There the mandrakes give off their fragrance, and the finest fruits are at our door, new delights as well as old, which I have saved for you, my lover.
Who is this sweeping in from the desert, leaning on her lover? Young Woman I aroused you under the apple tree, where your mother gave you birth, where in great pain she delivered you.
I was a virgin, like a wall; now my breasts are like towers. When my lover looks at me, he is delighted with what he sees.
1 Then the LORD said to me, “Go and love your wife again, even though she commits adultery with another lover. This will illustrate that the LORD still loves Israel, even though the people have turned to other gods and love to worship them.”
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Lovers

Симфония: New Living Translation

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