en_ulb/22-SNG/08.usfm

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\c 8
\sp The young woman speaking to her lover
\q
\v 1 I wish that you were like my brother,
\q who nursed at my mother's breasts.
\q Then whenever I met you outside, I could kiss you,
\q and no one would despise me.

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\q
\v 2 I would lead you and bring you into my mother's house,
\q and you would teach me.
\q I would give you spiced wine to drink
\q and some of the juice of my pomegranates.
\sp The young woman speaking to herself
\q
\v 3 His left hand is under my head
\q and his right hand embraces me.

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\p
\sp The woman speaking to the other women
\q
\v 4 I want you to swear, daughters of Jerusalem,
\q that you will not interrupt our lovemaking
\q until it is over.

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\p
\sp The women of Jerusalem speaking
\q
\v 5 Who is this who is coming up from the wilderness,
\q leaning on her beloved?
\sp The young woman speaking to her lover
\q I awakened you under the apricot tree;
\q there your mother conceived you;
\q there she gave birth to you, she delivered you.

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\q
\v 6 Set me as a seal over your heart,
\q like a seal on your arm,
\q for love is as strong as death.
\q Passionate devotion is as unrelenting as Sheol;
\q its flames burst out; it is a blazing flame,
\q a flame hotter than any other fire.

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\q
\v 7 Surging waters cannot quench love,
\q nor can floods sweep it away.
\q If a man gave all the possessions in his house for love,
\q the offer would utterly be despised.

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\p
\sp The young woman's brothers speaking among themselves
\q
\v 8 We have a little sister,
\q and her breasts have not yet grown.
\q What can we do for our sister
\q on the day when she will be promised in marriage?

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\q
\v 9 If she is a wall,
\q we will build on her a tower of silver.
\q If she is a door,
\q we will adorn her with boards of cedar.

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\p
\sp The young woman speaking to herself
\q
\v 10 I was a wall, but my breasts are now like fortress towers;
\q so I am completely mature in his eyes.

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\sp The young woman speaking to herself
\q
\v 11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon.
\q He leased the vineyard to those who would maintain it.
\q Each one was to bring a thousand shekels of silver for its fruit.
\q
\v 12 My vineyard is my very own;
\q the thousand shekels belong to you, my dear Solomon,
\q and the two hundred shekels are for those who maintain it for its fruit.

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\p
\sp The woman's lover speaking to her
\q
\v 13 You who live in the gardens,
\q my companions are listening for your voice;
\q let me be the one to hear it as well.

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\p
\sp The young woman speaking to her lover
\q
\v 14 Hurry, my beloved,
\q and be like a gazelle or a young stag
\q on the mountains of spices.