1
love as sweet of the follow flock,
Entered wine, we name than ointment footsteps O Thy Thou the of Thy we’ll draw is Thy me!
If love be. poured fellowship forth;
Better
Entered wine, we name than ointment footsteps O Thy Thou the of Thy we’ll draw is Thy me!
If love be. poured fellowship forth;
Better
2
draweth hide heart;
Beauteous with Him as after love;
He am Him; I’d He’s be clothed as Him.
Fragrant I pursue my henna*, in His myrrh, own I’d me, my Beloved, I
Beauteous with Him as after love;
He am Him; I’d He’s be clothed as Him.
Fragrant I pursue my henna*, in His myrrh, own I’d me, my Beloved, I
3
love, His affection joy. His His banner, on heart His Bathe sweetness breast, in enjoy;
His and taste,
Lie love my His there of to purest soothes fatness the shown
Tenderly
His and taste,
Lie love my His there of to purest soothes fatness the shown
Tenderly
4
my the am on and a a He;
May hart Beloved’s Shepherd the and see. I my come, I’d mine, am daybreak away,
Him mountains as Oh, shadows lily His;
I flee
May hart Beloved’s Shepherd the and see. I my come, I’d mine, am daybreak away,
Him mountains as Oh, shadows lily His;
I flee
5
let wind death resurrection, frankincense,
The heart. Him south with of my Myrrh blow,
Make my pleasure to His heart’s wind awake, the garden and the and permeate heart;
North
The heart. Him south with of my Myrrh blow,
Make my pleasure to His heart’s wind awake, the garden and the and permeate heart;
North
6
mine, dove of a me. Song be,
His, I’d joy lily presence joys,
He pure of His His that’s a songs in His, to the Him to the wholly all undefiled,
As wholly be
His, I’d joy lily presence joys,
He pure of His His that’s a songs in His, to the Him to the wholly all undefiled,
As wholly be
7
His Beloved, conformed His His be be,
Clear moon, please my that all I’d as to unto the the my life heart,
For sun, Fair to shown. Beloved, grown;
For stature Him as
Clear moon, please my that all I’d as to unto the the my life heart,
For sun, Fair to shown. Beloved, grown;
For stature Him as
8
mountains on Thou as is death or image replaced
Till real;
Love ere long. can Thine union destroyed in Thou strong,
Ne’er be most my spices I art it e’er life, and such come
Till real;
Love ere long. can Thine union destroyed in Thou strong,
Ne’er be most my spices I art it e’er life, and such come
* prized and An flowers.
(Song plant, Old of Songs World 1:14, its
fragrant A.S.V.) white for yellow
(Song plant, Old of Songs World 1:14, its
fragrant A.S.V.) white for yellow
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