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Song of Songs Chapter 6 ùÑÄéø äÇùÌÑÄéøÄéí

à  àÈðÈä äÈìÇêÀ ãÌåÉãÅêÀ, äÇéÌÈôÈä áÌÇðÌÈùÑÄéí; àÈðÈä ôÌÈðÈä ãåÉãÅêÀ, åÌðÀáÇ÷ÀùÑÆðÌåÌ òÄîÌÈêÀ. 1 'Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, that we may seek him with thee?'
á  ãÌåÉãÄé éÈøÇã ìÀâÇðÌåÉ, ìÇòÂøËâåÉú äÇáÌÉùÒÆí--ìÄøÀòåÉú, áÌÇâÌÇðÌÄéí, åÀìÄìÀ÷Éè, ùÑåÉùÑÇðÌÄéí. 2 'My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
â  àÂðÄé ìÀãåÉãÄé åÀãåÉãÄé ìÄé, äÈøÉòÆä áÌÇùÌÑåÉùÑÇðÌÄéí.  {ñ} 3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, that feedeth among the lilies.' {S}
ã  éÈôÈä àÇúÌÀ øÇòÀéÈúÄé ëÌÀúÄøÀöÈä, ðÈàåÈä ëÌÄéøåÌùÑÈìÈÄí; àÂéËîÌÈä, ëÌÇðÌÄãÀâÌÈìåÉú. 4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
ä  äÈñÅáÌÄé òÅéðÇéÄêÀ îÄðÌÆâÀãÌÄé, ùÑÆäÅí äÄøÀäÄéáËðÄé; ùÒÇòÀøÅêÀ ëÌÀòÅãÆø äÈòÄæÌÄéí, ùÑÆâÌÈìÀùÑåÌ îÄï-äÇâÌÄìÀòÈã. 5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that trail down from Gilead.
å  ùÑÄðÌÇéÄêÀ ëÌÀòÅãÆø äÈøÀçÅìÄéí, ùÑÆòÈìåÌ îÄï-äÈøÇçÀöÈä:  ùÑÆëÌËìÌÈí, îÇúÀàÄéîåÉú, åÀùÑÇëÌËìÈä, àÅéï áÌÈäÆí. 6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which are come up from the washing; whereof all are paired, and none faileth among them.
æ  ëÌÀôÆìÇç äÈøÄîÌåÉï øÇ÷ÌÈúÅêÀ, îÄáÌÇòÇã ìÀöÇîÌÈúÅêÀ. 7 Thy temples are like a pomegranate split open behind thy veil.
ç  ùÑÄùÌÑÄéí äÅîÌÈä îÀìÈëåÉú, åÌùÑÀîÉðÄéí ôÌÄéìÇâÀùÑÄéí; åÇòÂìÈîåÉú, àÅéï îÄñÀôÌÈø. 8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and maidens without number.
è  àÇçÇú äÄéà, éåÉðÈúÄé úÇîÌÈúÄé--àÇçÇú äÄéà ìÀàÄîÌÈäÌ, áÌÈøÈä äÄéà ìÀéåÉìÇãÀúÌÈäÌ; øÈàåÌäÈ áÈðåÉú åÇéÀàÇùÌÑÀøåÌäÈ, îÀìÈëåÉú åÌôÄéìÇâÀùÑÄéí åÇéÀäÇìÀìåÌäÈ.  {ñ} 9 My dove, my undefiled, is but one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her happy; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. {S}
é  îÄé-æÉàú äÇðÌÄùÑÀ÷ÈôÈä, ëÌÀîåÉ-ùÑÈçÇø:  éÈôÈä ëÇìÌÀáÈðÈä, áÌÈøÈä ëÌÇçÇîÌÈä--àÂéËîÌÈä, ëÌÇðÌÄãÀâÌÈìåÉú.  {ñ} 10 Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, terrible as an army with banners? {S}
éà  àÆì-âÌÄðÌÇú àÁâåÉæ éÈøÇãÀúÌÄé, ìÄøÀàåÉú áÌÀàÄáÌÅé äÇðÌÈçÇì; ìÄøÀàåÉú äÂôÈøÀçÈä äÇâÌÆôÆï, äÅðÅöåÌ äÈøÄîÌÉðÄéí. 11 I went down into the garden of nuts, to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the vine budded, and the pomegranates were in flower.
éá  ìÉà éÈãÇòÀúÌÄé--ðÇôÀùÑÄé ùÒÈîÇúÀðÄé, îÇøÀëÌÀáåÉú òÇîÌÄé ðÈãÄéá. 12 Before I was aware, my soul set me upon the chariots of my princely people.

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