Song of Songs 1:2
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; for your love is better than wine.
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3Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, therefore the virgins love you.
4Take me away with you. Let us hurry. The king has brought me into his rooms. Friends We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will praise your love more than wine! Beloved They are right to love you.
9You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than all kinds of spices!
11Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.
9Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
10I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.
1The Song of songs, which is Solomon's. Beloved
16His mouth is sweetness; yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem. Friends
1I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Friends Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved. Beloved
2I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: "Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night."
6How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!
12While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi. Lover
15Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves. Beloved
10My beloved spoke, and said to me, "Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
12Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
18Come, let's take our fill of loving until the morning. Let's solace ourselves with loving.
3As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, his fruit was sweet to my taste.
4He brought me to the banquet hall. His banner over me is love.
5Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am faint with love.
6His left hand is under my head. His right hand embraces me.
13His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
1Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.
2I would lead you, bringing you into my mother's house, who would instruct me. I would have you drink spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
3His left hand would be under my head. His right hand would embrace me.
9How is your beloved better than another beloved, you fairest among women? How is your beloved better than another beloved, that you do so adjure us? Beloved
10My beloved is white and ruddy. The best among ten thousand.
9I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
10Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings, your neck with strings of jewels.
6Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.
7You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.
1Where has your beloved gone, you fairest among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you? Beloved
19A loving doe and a graceful deer-- let her breasts satisfy you at all times. Be captivated always with her love.
6Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?
7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; For why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions? Lover
15a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved
16Awake, north wind; and come, you south! Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and taste his precious fruits. Lover
13The fig tree ripens her green figs. The vines are in blossom. They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away." Lover
14My dove in the clefts of the rock, In the hiding places of the mountainside, Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
16My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.
4I had scarcely passed from them, when I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my mother's house, into the room of her who conceived me.
13So she caught him, and kissed him. With an impudent face she said to him:
14Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!
1Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill.
2You are the most excellent of the sons of men. Grace has anointed your lips, therefore God has blessed you forever.
3For the lips of an adulteress drip honey. Her mouth is smoother than oil,
4You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.