52 Week Bible Reading Plan
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Song of Solomon 7
- How graceful are your feet in sandals, O queenly maiden! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand.
- Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies.
- Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
- Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rab'bim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, overlooking Damascus.
- Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses.
- How fair and pleasant you are, O loved one, delectable maiden!
- You are stately as a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters.
- I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its branches. Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples,
- and your kisses like the best wine that goes down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth.
- I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
- Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields, and lodge in the villages;
- let us go out early to the vineyards, and see whether the vines have budded, whether the grape blossoms have opened and the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.
- The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and over our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.
Song of Solomon 8
- O that you were like a brother to me, that nursed at my mother's breast! If I met you outside, I would kiss you, and none would despise me.
- I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the juice of my pomegranates.
- O that his left hand were under my head, and that his right hand embraced me!
- I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up nor awaken love until it please.
- Who is that coming up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I awakened you. There your mother was in travail with you, there she who bore you was in travail.
- Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm; for love is strong as death, jealousy is cruel as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, a most vehement flame.
- Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man offered for love all the wealth of his house, it would be utterly scorned.
- We have a little sister, and she has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister, on the day when she is spoken for?
- If she is a wall, we will build upon her a battlement of silver; but if she is a door, we will enclose her with boards of cedar.
- I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; then I was in his eyes as one who brings peace.
- Solomon had a vineyard at Ba'al-ha'mon; he let out the vineyard to keepers; each one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
- My vineyard, my very own, is for myself; you, O Solomon, may have the thousand, and the keepers of the fruit two hundred.
- O you who dwell in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice; let me hear it.
- Make haste, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag upon the mountains of spices.
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