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Mutual Possession and Delight
Song of Solomon 2:16
Showing verse 16 with surrounding context.
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The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.
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My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice is sweet, and thy appearance comely.
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Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes--destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.
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My beloved is mine, and I am his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
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Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
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