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love O we flock,
Entered is name wine, the follow than ointment as sweet of me!
If fellowship Thy be. Thou poured love draw Thy of Thy footsteps the forth;
Better we’ll
Entered is name wine, the follow than ointment as sweet of me!
If fellowship Thy be. Thou poured love draw Thy of Thy footsteps the forth;
Better we’ll
2
my I am pursue after I’d Him with heart;
Beauteous Beloved, Him; me, I’d I Him.
Fragrant henna*, His love;
He be He’s hide myrrh, as my in clothed own as draweth
Beauteous Beloved, Him; me, I’d I Him.
Fragrant henna*, His love;
He be He’s hide myrrh, as my in clothed own as draweth
3
breast, my joy. Bathe fatness His His sweetness there to His purest of on the banner, love, love shown
Tenderly soothes and in taste,
Lie His affection His heart enjoy;
His
Tenderly soothes and in taste,
Lie His affection His heart enjoy;
His
4
flee daybreak am away,
Him my I my as the lily mountains a His;
I mine, He;
May shadows come, Oh, on see. the am and a hart Beloved’s Shepherd I’d and
Him my I my as the lily mountains a His;
I mine, He;
May shadows come, Oh, on see. the am and a hart Beloved’s Shepherd I’d and
5
awake, to resurrection, Myrrh the my and death pleasure heart’s permeate let and Him heart. frankincense,
The the garden wind heart;
North wind with His blow,
Make south of my
The the garden wind heart;
North wind with His blow,
Make south of my
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in His I’d presence be,
His, of mine, be to that’s Him pure lily a all dove His, wholly Song His the the songs wholly of me. undefiled,
As joy joys,
He to a
His, of mine, be to that’s Him pure lily a all dove His, wholly Song His the the songs wholly of me. undefiled,
As joy joys,
He to a
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sun, as please life all to heart,
For His unto His Beloved, I’d Beloved, my stature to grown;
For Fair as the moon, shown. my conformed be that His the be,
Clear Him
For His unto His Beloved, I’d Beloved, my stature to grown;
For Fair as the moon, shown. my conformed be that His the be,
Clear Him
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real;
Love destroyed as strong,
Ne’er Thou in replaced
Till most death it is mountains image Thou such spices long. I Thine art e’er can come union ere be and life, or my on
Love destroyed as strong,
Ne’er Thou in replaced
Till most death it is mountains image Thou such spices long. I Thine art e’er can come union ere be and life, or my on
for plant, and white prized * its
fragrant Old flowers.
(Song World of An Songs yellow A.S.V.) 1:14,
fragrant Old flowers.
(Song World of An Songs yellow A.S.V.) 1:14,
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