Song of Solomon 4 (ASV Interlinear Bible)

1Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;

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Or, Thou hast doves’ eyes

Thine eyes are as doves behind thy

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Or, locks

veil.

Thy hair is as a flock of goats,

That

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Or, appear on mount Gilead

lie along the side of mount Gilead.

2Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes that are newly shorn,

Which are come up from the washing,

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Or, Which are all of them in pairs

Whereof every one hath twins,

And none is bereaved among them.

3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet,

And thy

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Or, speech

mouth is comely.

Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate

Behind thy

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Or, locks

veil.

4Thy neck is like the tower of David

Builded

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Or, with turrets

for an armory,

Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers,

All the shields of the mighty men.

5Thy two breasts are like two fawns

That are twins of a

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Or, gazelle

roe,

Which feed among the lilies.

6Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away,

I will get me to the mountain of myrrh,

And to the hill of frankincense.

7Thou art all fair, my love;

And there is no spot in thee.

8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,

With me from Lebanon:

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Or, Go

Look from the top of Amana,

From the top of Senir and Hermon,

From the lions’ dens,

From the mountains of the leopards.

9Thou hast

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Or, given me courage

ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;

Thou hast

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Or, given me courage

ravished my heart with

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Or, one look from thine eyes

one of thine eyes,

With one chain of thy neck.

10How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride!

How much better is thy love than wine!

And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

11Thy lips, O my bride,

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Or, drop honey

drop as the honeycomb:

Honey and milk are under thy tongue;

And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

12A garden

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Hebrew barred.

shut up is my sister, my bride;

A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

13Thy shoots are

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Or, a paradise

an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits;

Henna with spikenard plants,

14Spikenard and saffron,

Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense;

Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.

15Thou art a fountain of gardens,

A well of living waters,

And flowing streams from Lebanon.

16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south;

Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out.

Let my beloved come into his garden,

And eat his precious fruits.

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