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Song of Solomon

1. 1:2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
2. 1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
3. 1:4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
4. 1:9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
5. 1:15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.
6. 2:2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
7. 2:4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
8. 2:5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
9. 2:7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
10. 2:10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11. 2:13 The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
12. 3:5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
13. 3:10 He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
14. 4:1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
15. 4:7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
16. 4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
17. 5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
18. 5:8 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
19. 6:4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
20. 7:6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
21. 8:4 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
22. 8:6 Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
23. 8:7 Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.