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New King James Version (Tinasha LaRaye)

New King James Version (Simon Bubb)

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            <div class="label">5</div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Beloved</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="label">1</span><span class="content">I </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:16</span></span><span class="content">have come to my garden, my </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:9</span></span><span class="content">sister, </span><span class="it"><span class="content">my</span></span><span class="content"> spouse;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="content">I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 4:11</span></span><span class="content">I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="content">I have drunk my wine with my milk.</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">(To His Friends)</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="content">Eat, O </span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Luke 15:7, 10; John 3:29</span></span><span class="content">friends!</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="content">Drink, yes, drink deeply,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v1" data-usfm="SNG.5.1"><span class="content">O beloved ones!</span></span></div><div class="s"><span class="heading">The Shulamite&#8217;s Troubled Evening</span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Shulamite</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="label">2</span><span class="content">I sleep, but my heart is awake;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="it"><span class="content">It</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> the voice of my beloved!</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Rev. 3:20</span></span><span class="content">He knocks, </span><span class="it"><span class="content">saying,</span></span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="content">&#8220;Open for me, my sister, my love,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="content">My dove, my perfect one;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="content">For my head is covered with dew,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v2" data-usfm="SNG.5.2"><span class="content">My locks with the drops of the night.&#8221;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.5.3"><span class="label">3</span><span class="content">I have taken off my robe;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.5.3"><span class="content">How can I put it on </span><span class="it"><span class="content">again?</span></span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.5.3"><span class="content">I have washed my feet;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v3" data-usfm="SNG.5.3"><span class="content">How can I defile them?</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.5.4"><span class="label">4</span><span class="content">My beloved put his hand</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.5.4"><span class="content">By the latch </span><span class="it"><span class="content">of</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">the</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">door,</span></span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v4" data-usfm="SNG.5.4"><span class="content">And my heart yearned for him.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.5.5"><span class="label">5</span><span class="content">I arose to open for my beloved,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.5.5"><span class="content">And my hands dripped </span><span class="it"><span class="content">with</span></span><span class="content"> myrrh,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.5.5"><span class="content">My fingers with liquid myrrh,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v5" data-usfm="SNG.5.5"><span class="content">On the handles of the lock.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.5.6"><span class="label">6</span><span class="content">I opened for my beloved,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.5.6"><span class="content">But my beloved had turned away </span><span class="it"><span class="content">and</span></span><span class="content"> was gone.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.5.6"><span class="content">My heart leaped up when he spoke.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.5.6"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 3:1</span></span><span class="content">I sought him, but I could not find him;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v6" data-usfm="SNG.5.6"><span class="content">I called him, but he gave me no answer.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.5.7"><span class="label">7</span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 3:3</span></span><span class="content">The watchmen who went about the city found me.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.5.7"><span class="content">They struck me, they wounded me;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.5.7"><span class="content">The keepers of the walls</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v7" data-usfm="SNG.5.7"><span class="content">Took my veil away from me.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.5.8"><span class="label">8</span><span class="content">I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.5.8"><span class="content">If you find my beloved,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v8" data-usfm="SNG.5.8"><span class="content">That you tell him I </span><span class="it"><span class="content">am</span></span><span class="content"> lovesick!</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Daughters of Jerusalem</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.5.9"><span class="label">9</span><span class="content">What </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> your beloved</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.5.9"><span class="content">More than </span><span class="it"><span class="content">another</span></span><span class="content"> beloved,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.5.9"><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 1:8; 6:1</span></span><span class="content">O fairest among women?</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.5.9"><span class="content">What </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> your beloved</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.5.9"><span class="content">More than </span><span class="it"><span class="content">another</span></span><span class="content"> beloved,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v9" data-usfm="SNG.5.9"><span class="content">That you so charge us?</span></span></div><div class="qa"><span class="heading">The Shulamite</span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.5.10"><span class="label">10</span><span class="content">My beloved </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> white and ruddy,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v10" data-usfm="SNG.5.10"><span class="content">Chief among ten thousand.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.5.11"><span class="label">11</span><span class="content">His head </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content">  </span><span class="it"><span class="content">like</span></span><span class="content"> the finest gold;</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.5.11"><span class="content">His locks </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> wavy,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v11" data-usfm="SNG.5.11"><span class="it"><span class="content">And</span></span><span class="content"> black as a raven.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.5.12"><span class="label">12</span><span class="note x"><span class="label">#</span><span class=" body">Song 1:15; 4:1</span></span><span class="content">His eyes </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> like doves</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.5.12"><span class="content">By the rivers of waters,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.5.12"><span class="content">Washed with milk,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v12" data-usfm="SNG.5.12"><span class="it"><span class="content">And</span></span><span class="content"> fitly set.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.5.13"><span class="label">13</span><span class="content">His cheeks </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> like a bed of spices,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.5.13"><span class="content">Banks of scented herbs.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.5.13"><span class="content">His lips </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> lilies,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v13" data-usfm="SNG.5.13"><span class="content">Dripping liquid myrrh.</span></span></div><div class="q1"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.5.14"><span class="label">14</span><span class="content">His hands </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> rods of gold</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.5.14"><span class="content">Set with beryl.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.5.14"><span class="content">His body </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> carved ivory</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v14" data-usfm="SNG.5.14"><span class="content">Inlaid </span><span class="it"><span class="content">with</span></span><span class="content"> sapphires.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.5.15"><span class="label">15</span><span class="content">His legs </span><span class="it"><span class="content">are</span></span><span class="content"> pillars of marble</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.5.15"><span class="content">Set on bases of fine gold.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.5.15"><span class="content">His countenance </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> like Lebanon,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v15" data-usfm="SNG.5.15"><span class="content">Excellent as the cedars.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.5.16"><span class="label">16</span><span class="content">His mouth </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> most sweet,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.5.16"><span class="content">Yes, he </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> altogether lovely.</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.5.16"><span class="content">This </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> my beloved,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.5.16"><span class="content">And this </span><span class="it"><span class="content">is</span></span><span class="content"> my friend,</span></span></div><div class="q2"><span class="verse v16" data-usfm="SNG.5.16"><span class="content">O daughters of Jerusalem!</span></span></div>
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I have come to my garden, my sister, my spouse;
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;
I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
I have drunk my wine with my milk.

Eat, O friends!
Drink, yes, drink deeply,
O beloved ones!


I sleep, but my heart is awake;
It is the voice of my beloved!
He knocks, saying,
“Open for me, my sister, my love,
My dove, my perfect one;
For my head is covered with dew,
My locks with the drops of the night.”
I have taken off my robe;
How can I put it on again?
I have washed my feet;
How can I defile them?
My beloved put his hand
By the latch of the door,
And my heart yearned for him.
I arose to open for my beloved,
And my hands dripped with myrrh,
My fingers with liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.
I opened for my beloved,
But my beloved had turned away and was gone.
My heart leaped up when he spoke.
I sought him, but I could not find him;
I called him, but he gave me no answer.
The watchmen who went about the city found me.
They struck me, they wounded me;
The keepers of the walls
Took my veil away from me.
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
That you tell him I am lovesick!

What is your beloved
More than another beloved,
O fairest among women?
What is your beloved
More than another beloved,
That you so charge us?

My beloved is white and ruddy,
Chief among ten thousand.
His head is like the finest gold;
His locks are wavy,
And black as a raven.
His eyes are like doves
By the rivers of waters,
Washed with milk,
And fitly set.
His cheeks are like a bed of spices,
Banks of scented herbs.
His lips are lilies,
Dripping liquid myrrh.
His hands are rods of gold
Set with beryl.
His body is carved ivory
Inlaid with sapphires.
His legs are pillars of marble
Set on bases of fine gold.
His countenance is like Lebanon,
Excellent as the cedars.
His mouth is most sweet,
Yes, he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
And this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem!

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