<p class="sosspeaker"><b><i>The Beloved to the Maidens:i>b>p> <p class="poetry">My beloved<n id="1" /> is dazzling<n id="2" /> and ruddy;<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">he stands out<n id="4" /> in comparison to<n id="5" /> all other men.<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">Why are your clothes red?p> <p class="poetry">Why do you look like someone who has stomped on grapes in a vat?<n id="1" />p>

So Esau said to Jacob, &#8220;Feed<n id="1" /> me some of the red stuff &#8211; yes, this red stuff &#8211; because I&#8217;m starving!&#8221; (That is why he was also called<n id="2" /> Edom.)<n id="3" />p>

Harnessed to the first chariot were red horses, to the second black horses,

<t /><p class="bodytext">I was attentive that night and saw a man seated<n id="1" /> on a red horse that stood among some myrtle trees<n id="2" /> in the ravine. Behind him were red, sorrel,<n id="3" /> and white horses.p>

When they got up early the next morning, the sun was shining on the water. To the Moabites, who were some distance away, the water looked red like blood.

&#8220;This is the ordinance of the law which the <sc>Lordsc> has commanded: &#8216;Instruct<n id="1" /> the Israelites to bring<n id="2" /> you a red<n id="3" /> heifer<n id="4" /> without blemish, which has no defect<n id="5" /> and has never carried a yoke.