| Verse Reference | Verse Text |
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| Son 5:2 | I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. |
| Son 5:8 | I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love. |
| Son 5:9 | What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us? |
| Son 7:9 | And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. |