Saturday, April 16, 2016

Song of Songs

"Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me."

My beloved is mine and I am his;
    he browses among the lilies.
My beloved spoke and said to me,
    “Arise, my darling,
    my beautiful one, come with me.
 See! The winter is past;
    the rains are over and gone.
 Flowers appear on the earth;
    the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
    is heard in our land.
Arise, come, my darling;
    my beautiful one, come with me.”
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
    you have stolen my heart…
Until the day breaks
    and the shadows flee,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh
    and to the hill of incense.

(Song of Songs, 2:16, 3:6, 4:9, 16)

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