Verse 8
Song of Songs 4:8
American Standard Version Byzantine Text
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Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions’ dens, From the mountains of the leopards.
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Chapter 4 Context
1
Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil. Thy...
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Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn, Which are come up from the washing, Whereof...
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3
Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely. Thy temples are like a piece of a po...
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4
Thy neck is like the tower of David Built for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All...
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5
Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.
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6
Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the...
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7
Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.
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8
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top...
9
Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes...
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10
How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance...
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11
Thy lips, O my bride, drop as the honeycomb: Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of t...
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12
A garden shut up is my sister, my bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
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13
Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,
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14
Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with a...
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15
Thou art a fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And flowing streams from Lebanon.
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16
Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out...
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