Discovery BoxThe Song of Songs 1:9-17
While the king
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[sitteth] at his table
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my spikenard
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the smell
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thereof.<07381>
A bundle
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of myrrh
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[is] my wellbeloved
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all night betwixt my breasts
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My beloved
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[is] unto me [as] a cluster
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of camphire
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in the vineyards
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of Engedi
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{camphire: or, cypress}<05872>_.
Behold, thou [art] fair
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my love
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behold, thou [art] fair
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thou [hast] doves
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eyes
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{my love: or, my companion}<05869>_.
