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Song

A Journey to the King's House and Adornments

Song 6:11-7:9
11I went down to the garden of the nut trees to see the verdure of the valley, to see whether the vines had flowered and the pomegranates were in bud. 12My soul placed me among the chariots of a noble people. 13Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return. Why do you gaze upon the Shulammite as she dances in the camp?
Chapter 7
1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O daughter of a noble! Your thighs are like the work of an artisan's hands. 2Your navel is a rounded bowl that does not lack blended wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat set about with lilies. 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, the twins of a gazelle. 4Your neck is a tower of ivory; your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of the daughter of many; your nose is the tower of Lebanon that looks toward Damascus. 5Your head is on Carmel, and the locks of your head are like purple; a king is bound by the railings. 6How beautiful you are, how delightful, O love, with all your charms! 7Your stature resembles a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters. 8I resolved, 'I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its branches.' May your breasts be like clusters, and the fragrance of your nose like apples. 9May the wine go to the beloved, gliding over the lips of those who sleep.
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