Verse 2
Song of Songs 5:2
Geneva Bible
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I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony combe with mine hony, I dranke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, and make you merie, O welbeloued.
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Chapter 5 Context
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Song of Solomon.
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I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony...
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I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto m...
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I haue put off my coate, howe shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I defile them?
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My welbeloued put in his hand by the hole of the doore, and mine heart was affectioned toward him.
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I rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe...
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7
I opened to my welbeloued: but my welbeloued was gone, and past: mine heart was gone when hee did sp...
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8
The watchmen that went about the citie, founde me: they smote me and wounded me: the watchmen of the...
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9
I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sick...
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10
O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued...
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11
My welbeloued is white and ruddie, the chiefest of ten thousand.
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12
His head is as fine golde, his lockes curled, and blacke as a rauen.
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His eyes are like doues vpon the riuers of waters, which are washt with milke, and remaine by the fu...
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14
His cheekes are as a bedde of spices, and as sweete flowres, and his lippes like lilies dropping dow...
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15
His hands as rings of gold set with the chrysolite, his belly like white yuorie couered with saphirs...
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His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine golde: his countenance as Lebanon, exc...
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His mouth is as sweete thinges, and hee is wholy delectable: this is my welbeloued, and this is my l...
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O the fairest among women, whither is thy welbeloued gone? whither is thy welbeloued turned aside, t...
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