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à îÄé éÄúÌÆðÀêÈ ëÌÀàÈç ìÄé, éåÉðÅ÷ ùÑÀãÅé àÄîÌÄé; àÆîÀöÈàÂêÈ áÇçåÌõ àÆùÌÑÈ÷ÀêÈ, âÌÇí ìÉà-éÈáËæåÌ ìÄé.
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1 Oh that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! When I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, and none would despise me.
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á àÆðÀäÈâÀêÈ, àÂáÄéàÂêÈ àÆì-áÌÅéú àÄîÌÄé--úÌÀìÇîÌÀãÅðÄé; àÇùÑÀ÷ÀêÈ îÄéÌÇéÄï äÈøÆ÷Çç, îÅòÂñÄéñ øÄîÌÉðÄé.
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2 I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, that thou mightest instruct me; I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranate.
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â ùÒÀîÉàìåÉ úÌÇçÇú øÉàùÑÄé, åÄéîÄéðåÉ úÌÀçÇáÌÀ÷ÅðÄé.
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3 His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
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ã äÄùÑÀáÌÇòÀúÌÄé àÆúÀëÆí, áÌÀðåÉú éÀøåÌùÑÈìÈÄí: îÇä-úÌÈòÄéøåÌ åÌîÇä-úÌÀòÉøÀøåÌ àÆú-äÈàÇäÂáÈä, òÇã ùÑÆúÌÆçÀôÌÈõ. {ñ}
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4 'I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem: Why should ye awaken, or stir up love, until it please?' {S}
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ä îÄé æÉàú, òÉìÈä îÄï-äÇîÌÄãÀáÌÈø, îÄúÀøÇôÌÆ÷Æú, òÇì-ãÌåÉãÈäÌ; úÌÇçÇú äÇúÌÇôÌåÌçÇ, òåÉøÇøÀúÌÄéêÈ--ùÑÈîÌÈä çÄáÌÀìÇúÀêÈ àÄîÌÆêÈ, ùÑÈîÌÈä çÄáÌÀìÈä éÀìÈãÇúÀêÈ.
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5 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee; there thy mother was in travail with thee; there was she in travail and brought thee forth.
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å ùÒÄéîÅðÄé ëÇçåÉúÈí òÇì-ìÄáÌÆêÈ, ëÌÇçåÉúÈí òÇì-æÀøåÉòÆêÈ--ëÌÄé-òÇæÌÈä ëÇîÌÈåÆú àÇäÂáÈä, ÷ÈùÑÈä ëÄùÑÀàåÉì ÷ÄðÀàÈä: øÀùÑÈôÆéäÈ--øÄùÑÀôÌÅé, àÅùÑ ùÑÇìÀäÆáÆúÀéÈä.
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6 Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as the grave; the flashes thereof are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.
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æ îÇéÄí øÇáÌÄéí, ìÉà éåÌëÀìåÌ ìÀëÇáÌåÉú àÆú-äÈàÇäÂáÈä, åÌðÀäÈøåÉú, ìÉà éÄùÑÀèÀôåÌäÈ; àÄí-éÄúÌÅï àÄéùÑ àÆú-ëÌÈì-äåÉï áÌÅéúåÉ, áÌÈàÇäÂáÈä--áÌåÉæ, éÈáåÌæåÌ ìåÉ. {ñ}
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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, he would utterly be contemned. {S}
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ç àÈçåÉú ìÈðåÌ ÷ÀèÇðÌÈä, åÀùÑÈãÇéÄí àÅéï ìÈäÌ; îÇä-ðÌÇòÂùÒÆä ìÇàÂçÉúÅðåÌ, áÌÇéÌåÉí ùÑÆéÌÀãËáÌÇø-áÌÈäÌ.
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8 We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts; what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
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è àÄí-çåÉîÈä äÄéà, ðÄáÀðÆä òÈìÆéäÈ èÄéøÇú ëÌÈñÆó; åÀàÄí-ãÌÆìÆú äÄéà, ðÈöåÌø òÈìÆéäÈ ìåÌçÇ àÈøÆæ.
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9 If she be a wall, we will build upon her a turret of silver; and if she be a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
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é àÂðÄé çåÉîÈä, åÀùÑÈãÇé ëÌÇîÌÄâÀãÌÈìåÉú; àÈæ äÈéÄéúÄé áÀòÅéðÈéå, ëÌÀîåÉöÀàÅú ùÑÈìåÉí. {ô}
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10 I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof; then was I in his eyes as one that found peace. {P}
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éà ëÌÆøÆí äÈéÈä ìÄùÑÀìÉîÉä áÌÀáÇòÇì äÈîåÉï, ðÈúÇï àÆú-äÇëÌÆøÆí ìÇðÌÉèÀøÄéí: àÄéùÑ éÈáÄà áÌÀôÄøÀéåÉ, àÆìÆó ëÌÈñÆó.
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11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he gave over the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof brought in a thousand pieces of silver.
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éá ëÌÇøÀîÄé ùÑÆìÌÄé, ìÀôÈðÈé; äÈàÆìÆó ìÀêÈ ùÑÀìÉîÉä, åÌîÈàúÇéÄí ìÀðÉèÀøÄéí àÆú-ôÌÄøÀéåÉ.
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12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me; thou, O Solomon, shalt have the thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
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éâ äÇéÌåÉùÑÆáÆú áÌÇâÌÇðÌÄéí, çÂáÅøÄéí îÇ÷ÀùÑÄéáÄéí ìÀ÷åÉìÅêÀ--äÇùÑÀîÄéòÄðÄé.
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13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken for thy voice: 'Cause me to hear it.'
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éã áÌÀøÇç ãÌåÉãÄé, åÌãÀîÅä-ìÀêÈ ìÄöÀáÄé àåÉ ìÀòÉôÆø äÈàÇéÌÈìÄéí--òÇì, äÈøÅé áÀùÒÈîÄéí. {ù}
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14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a gazelle or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. {P}
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