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Chapter 1
Song ABP 1:2  Let him kiss me by kisses of his mouth! for [2are good 1your breasts] over wine.
Song ABP 1:3  And the scent of your perfumes -- [2is over 3all 4the 5aromatics 6of perfume 7being emptied out 1your name]; on account of this the young women loved you.
Song ABP 1:4  They drew me; [2after 3you 4for 5the scent 6of your perfumes 1we will run]. [3carried 4me 1The 2king] into his inner chamber. We should exult and be glad in you. We shall love your breasts over wine. Uprightness loved you.
Song ABP 1:5  [2black 1I am] and fair, O daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the hide coverings of Solomon.
Song ABP 1:6  You should not look, for I am being blackened, for [3looked over 4me 1the 2sun]. Sons of my mother quarreled with me. They made me keeper in the vineyards. [3vineyard 2my own 1I kept not].
Song ABP 1:7  Report to me! you whom [2loved 1my soul], where you tend, where you bed at midday; lest at any time I should become as one being covered by a veil by the herds of your companions!
Song ABP 1:8  If you should not know yourself, O fair one among women, come forth at the heels of the flocks, and tend your kids by the tents of the shepherds!
Song ABP 1:9  To my horse among the chariots of Pharaoh, I likened you, my dear one.
Song ABP 1:10  How [2are beautiful 1your cheeks] as a turtle-dove; your neck as pendants.
Song ABP 1:11  Representations of gold we will make for you with marks of silver.
Song ABP 1:12  Until of which time the king was at his laying down, my spikenard gave its scent.
Song ABP 1:13  [2is a bundle 3of balsam 1My beloved man] to me; [2between 3my breasts 1he shall be lodged].
Song ABP 1:14  A cluster of camphor is my beloved man to me in vineyards of En-gedi.
Song ABP 1:15  Behold, you are fair my dear one; behold, you are fair; your eyes are as the doves.
Song ABP 1:16  Behold, you are fair, my beloved man; and indeed beautiful to [3bed 1our 2shady].
Song ABP 1:17  Beams of our houses are cedars; our fretworks cypresses.
Chapter 2
Song ABP 2:1  I am a flower of the plain; a lily of the valleys.
Song ABP 2:2  As a lily in the midst of thorn-bushes, thus is my dear one in the midst of the daughters.
Song ABP 2:3  As an apple among the trees of the groves, so is my beloved man in the midst of the sons. To be in his shadow I desired, and I sat down, and his fruit was sweet in my throat.
Song ABP 2:4  Bring me into the house of wine! Order for me love!
Song ABP 2:5  Support me with perfumes! Pile me with apples, for [2being pierced 3of love 1I am].
Song ABP 2:6  His left hand is under my head, and his right hand will embrace me.
Song ABP 2:7  I bound you by an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the strengths of the field, if you should arise and awaken love until of which time it should want.
Song ABP 2:8  The voice of my beloved man. Behold, thus he comes springing up over the mountains, leaping over the hills.
Song ABP 2:9  [2is likened 1My beloved man] to the doe or a fawn of the hinds. Behold, he stands behind our wall, leaning over through the windows, looking out through the lattice.
Song ABP 2:10  [2responds 1My beloved man], and he says to me, Rise up, come my dear one, my fair one, my dove!
Song ABP 2:11  For behold, the winter went by, the rain went forth; it went to itself.
Song ABP 2:12  The flowers appeared in the land; the time of pruning arrived; the voice of the turtle-dove was heard in our land;
Song ABP 2:13  the fig-tree brought forth its immature figs; the grapevines blossom, they gave a scent. Rise up, come my dear one, my fair one, my dove, yes come!
Song ABP 2:14  You are my dove in the protection of the rock, being next to the area around the wall. Show to me your appearance, and cause me to hear your voice! for your voice is agreeable, and your appearance is beautiful.
Song ABP 2:15  Lay hold for us [2foxes 1the small], that are obliterating the vineyards; for our grapevines blossom.
Song ABP 2:16  My beloved man is to me, and I to him. He is the one tending among the lilies,
Song ABP 2:17  until of which time [3should refresh 1the 2day], and [3should move 1the 2shadows] -- return! You be like, O my beloved man, to the buck or fawn of the hinds [2upon 3the mountains 1encircling]!
Chapter 3
Song ABP 3:1  Upon my bed in the nights I sought whom [2loved 1my soul]. I sought him, and I did not find him. I called unto him, and he did not hearken to me.
Song ABP 3:2  I shall rise up indeed, and I shall encircle in the city, in the markets, and in the squares, and I will seek whom [2loved 1my soul]. I sought him, and I did not find him.
Song ABP 3:3  They found me, the ones keeping guard, the ones encircling in the city. [2not 3whom 5loved 4my soul 1Saw they]?
Song ABP 3:4  It was a little time when I passed by them, until of which time I found whom [2loved 1my soul]. I held him, and did not let go of him, until of which time I brought him into the house of my mother, and into the inner chamber of the one conceiving me.
Song ABP 3:5  I bound you by an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the strengths of the field, if you should arise and awaken love until whenever it should want.
Song ABP 3:6  Who is she ascending from the wilderness as sticks of smoke, being of burning incense of myrrh and frankincense, from all the powders of the perfumer?
Song ABP 3:7  Behold, the bed of Solomon, sixty mighty men round about it, from among the mighty ones of Israel.
Song ABP 3:8  All holding a broadsword, being taught war; every man with his broadsword upon his thigh, because of consternation in the nights.
Song ABP 3:9  [4a carriage 3made 5for himself 1King 2Solomon] from woods of Lebanon.
Song ABP 3:10  His columns he made of silver, and his couch of gold, his step purple; within it [2stone pavement 1a love] from the daughters of Jerusalem.
Song ABP 3:11  Come forth and behold, daughters of Zion! unto king Solomon, unto the crown which [2crowned 3him 1his mother] in the day of his betrothing, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
Chapter 4
Song ABP 4:1  Behold, you are fair my dear one; behold, you are fair. Your eyes -- doves outside your veil. Your head of hair is as herds of goats, the ones who were revealed from Gilead.
Song ABP 4:2  Your teeth are as herds of the ones being sheared, the ones which ascended from the bath, all bearing twins, and [2a childless one 1there is not] among them.
Song ABP 4:3  [2are as 4string 3a scarlet 1Your lips], and your speech beautiful. [2are as 3a rind 4of the 5pomegranate 1your cheeks], outside your veil.
Song ABP 4:4  [2is as 3the tower 4of David 1Your neck], the tower having been built for the armory; a thousand shields hang upon it, all the arrows of the mighty.
Song ABP 4:5  [2two 3breasts 1Your] are as two [2fawns 1twin] of the doe, the ones feeding among the lilies.
Song ABP 4:6  Until of which time [3should refresh 1the 2day], and [3move away 1the 2shadows], I will go myself to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
Song ABP 4:7  Entirely fare is my dear one, and [2blemish 1there is no] in you.
Song ABP 4:8  Come from Lebanon, O bride, come from Lebanon. You shall come and go through from the top of Trust, from the head of Shenir and Hermon, from the lairs of lions, from the mountains of leopards.
Song ABP 4:9  You took my heart, my sister, O bride; you took my heart with one of your eyes, with one garland of your neck.
Song ABP 4:10  How [2were beautified 1your breasts] my sister, O bride. How [2were beautified 1your breasts] above wine, and the scent of your garments above all aromatics.
Song ABP 4:11  [3honeycomb 2drop 1Your lips], O bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue; and the scent of your garments is as the scent of frankincense.
Song ABP 4:12  [2is as a garden 3being locked 1My sister], O bride; a spring having a seal upon it.
Song ABP 4:13  Your dowries are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of fruit trees; camphor with spikenards.
Song ABP 4:14  Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all the woods of Lebanon; myrrh, aloes, with all of the foremost perfumes.
Song ABP 4:15  A spring of gardens; a well of water living, and gurgling from Lebanon.
Song ABP 4:16  Awake, O north wind! And come, O south! and refresh my garden, and let flow my aromatics!
Chapter 5
Song ABP 5:1  Let [2go down 1my beloved man] into his garden, and let him eat the fruit of his fruit trees! I entered into my garden, my sister, O bride. I gathered the vintage of my myrrh with my aromatics; I ate my bread with my honey; I drank wine with my milk. Eat, O dear men, and drink! and be intoxicated beloved men!
Song ABP 5:2  I sleep, but my heart is sleepless. The voice of my beloved man knocks upon the door, saying, Open to me my sister, my dear one, my dove, my perfect one! for my head is filled of dew, and my curls of the mist of the night.
Song ABP 5:3  I took off my inner garment; how shall I put it on again? I washed my feet; how shall I taint them?
Song ABP 5:4  My beloved man sent his hand through the opening, and my belly was alarmed over him.
Song ABP 5:5  I rose up to open to my beloved man; my hands dripped myrrh, my fingers [2of myrrh 1with full bodied] upon the handles of the bolt.
Song ABP 5:6  I opened to my beloved man; my beloved man was gone. My soul came forth for his word. I sought him, and I did not find him; I called him, and he did not hearken to me.
Song ABP 5:7  They found me, the guards, the ones encircling in the city. They struck me, they wounded me, [4took 5my lightweight covering 6from 7me 1the keepers 2of the 3walls].
Song ABP 5:8  I bind you by an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers and by the strengths of the field, if you should find my beloved man, what should you report to him, for [2being pierced 3of love 1I am].
Song ABP 5:9  What is your beloved man from a beloved man, O fair one among women? What is your beloved man from a beloved man, that thus you bound us by an oath?
Song ABP 5:10  My beloved man is white and ruddy, being selected from myriads.
Song ABP 5:11  His head is as gold of Kefaz; his curls flowing fir trees, black as a crow.
Song ABP 5:12  His eyes are as doves by the fullnesses of waters, being bathed in milk, sitting down upon the fullnesses of waters.
Song ABP 5:13  His jaws are as bowls of the aromatic, germinating scents. His lips are as lilies dripping [2myrrh 1full- bodied].
Song ABP 5:14  His hands are as turned gold, being filled with Tharsis stone. His belly is as a writing-tablet of ivory upon a stone of sapphire.
Song ABP 5:15  His legs are as columns of marble, founded upon bases of gold. His appearance as Lebanon, choice as cedars.
Song ABP 5:16  His throat is sweetness, and he is entirely desirable. This is my beloved man, and this is my dear one, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Chapter 6
Song ABP 6:1  Where did [2go forth 1your beloved man], O fair one among women? Where did [2look away 1your beloved man]? for we will seek him with you.
Song ABP 6:2  My beloved man went down to his garden, to bowls of the aromatics, to tend in gardens, and to collect lilies.
Song ABP 6:3  I am to my beloved man, and my beloved man to me -- the one tending among the lilies.
Song ABP 6:4  You are fair, O dear one, as good-pleasure; beautiful as Jerusalem; a consternation as ones arranged for battle.
Song ABP 6:5  Turn away your eyes from before me! for they incited me. The hair of your head is as the herds of the goats which ascended from Gilead.
Song ABP 6:6  Your teeth as herds of the ones being sheared, the ones which ascend from the bath, all bearing twins, and [2one being childless 1there is not] among them. [2are as 4string 3a scarlet 1Your lips], and your speech is beautiful.
Song ABP 6:7  [2are as 3the rind 4of the 5pomegranate 1Your cheeks] being seen outside your veil.
Song ABP 6:8  [2sixty 1There are] queens, and eighty concubines, and young women which there is no number.
Song ABP 6:9  [2is one 1My dove], my perfect one. She is the only one to her mother; the choice one is to the one giving birth to her. [2beheld 3her 1The daughters], and [2will declare her blessed 1queens], and indeed the concubines also shall praise her.
Song ABP 6:10  Who is she, the one looking out as the dawn, fair as the moon, choice as the sun, the consternation as troops being set in order.
Song ABP 6:11  Into the garden of walnuts I went down to behold among the produce of the valley of the rushing stream; to see if [3bloomed 1the 2grapevine], [3blossomed 1or if the 2pomegranates].
Song ABP 6:12  [2did not 3know 1My soul], it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.
Song ABP 6:13  Return! return! O Shulamite. Return! return! and we will look to you.
Chapter 7
Song ABP 7:1  What shall you see in the Shulamite? She comes as a company of the camps. How you do beautify your footsteps in sandals, O daughter of Nabad. The proportions of your thighs are likened to pendants -- works of the hands of a craftsman.
Song ABP 7:2  Your navel is as [2basin 1a turned], not lacking mixed wine. Your belly is as a heap of grain shut up in lilies.
Song ABP 7:3  [2two 3breasts 1Your] are as two fawns, twins of the doe.
Song ABP 7:4  Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes are as lakes in Heshbon, by the gates of the daughter of many. Your nose is as the tower of Lebanon, watching in front of Damascus.
Song ABP 7:5  Your head upon you is as Carmel, and the braid of your head is as purple, with the king being bound by its passing by.
Song ABP 7:6  How beautiful and how delicious, O love, in your luxuries.
Song ABP 7:7  This your greatness is likened to the palm, and your breasts to the clusters of grapes.
Song ABP 7:8  I said, I will ascend unto the palm, I will seize its heights; and [2shall indeed be 1your breasts] as clusters of grapes of the grapevine, and the scent of your nose as apples.
Song ABP 7:9  And your throat is as [2wine 1good], going to my beloved man in straightness, suiting in my lips and teeth.
Song ABP 7:10  I turn to my beloved man, and [2is towards 3me 1his turning].
Song ABP 7:11  Come, O my beloved man! we should go forth into the field; we should lodge in towns.
Song ABP 7:12  We should rise early to the vineyards; we should see if [3bloomed 1the 2grapevine]; if [2bloomed 1the blossoms]; if [3bloomed 1the 2pomegranates]. There I will give my breasts to you.
Song ABP 7:13  The mandrakes gave a scent, and at our doors are all the fruit trees -- new to old. O my beloved man, I kept them for you.
Chapter 8
Song ABP 8:1  Who should grant you, O my beloved man, nursing the breasts of my mother; finding you outside I should kiss you, and indeed, they will not treat me with contempt.
Song ABP 8:2  I shall take you; I shall bring you into the house of my mother, and into the inner chamber of the one conceiving me. I will give you to drink from [2wine 1scented] of the juice of my pomegranates.
Song ABP 8:3  His left hand is under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
Song ABP 8:4  I bound you by an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the powers, by the strengths of the field, why should you arise and why should you awaken love until whenever it should want?
Song ABP 8:5  Who is this ascending from the wilderness, staying upon her beloved man? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There [2travailed 3with you 1your mother]. There she travailed with you, giving birth to you.
Song ABP 8:6  Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm! For [3is strong 4as 5death 1the 2love]; hard as Hades is jealousy; her sparks are sparks of the fire of her flames.
Song ABP 8:7  [2water 1Much] will not be able to extinguish love, and rivers shall not engulf it. If [2should give 1a man] all his livelihood for love, with contempt men will treat it contemptuously.
Song ABP 8:8  Our sister is small and [3breasts 2no 1has]; what shall we do for our sister in the day in which ever she should be spoken for in it?
Song ABP 8:9  If she is a wall, we should build upon her parapets of silver. And if she is a door, we will circumscribe for her [2plank 1cedar].
Song ABP 8:10  I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers. I was in their eyes as one finding peace.
Song ABP 8:11  A Vineyard existed to Solomon in Baal-hamon. He gave over his vineyard to the ones keeping it. Every man shall bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
Song ABP 8:12  My vineyard, mine, is before me. The thousands to Solomon, and two hundred to the ones keeping its fruit.
Song ABP 8:13  O one sitting down in the gardens, the companions are taking heed to your voice. You caused me to hear!
Song ABP 8:14  Flee, O my beloved man, and be like the doe or the fawn of the hinds upon mountains of aromatics!