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Song of Solomon6
The chapter opens with the daughters of Jerusalem inquiring about the beloved's whereabouts, to which the bride responds that he has gone to his garden. She then declares her mutual possession with her beloved. The groom subsequently praises her beauty, comparing her to Tirzah and Jerusalem, and affirming her uniqueness above all other women.
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The Search and the Assurance
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Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?
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My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
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I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
The Groom Praises the Bride's Beauty
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Fair art thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
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Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair is as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,
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Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
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As the work of the pomegranate is thy temple behind thy veil.
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Sixty are queens, and eighty concubines, And virgins without number.
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One is my dove, my perfect one, One she is of her mother, The choice one she is of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
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`Who is this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon--clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'
The Bride's Sudden Return
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Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed--
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I knew not my soul, It made me--chariots of my people Nadib.
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Return, return, O Shulammith! Return, return, and we look upon thee. What do ye see in Shulammith?
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