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  <subtitle>Song of Songs chapter 6</subtitle>
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      	<title>Song of Songs chapter 6</title>
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				 [ 5:17] Where has your kinsman gone, O fairest among women? Where has your kinsman turned aside? [Tell us,] and we will seek him with you.
				 [ 6:1] My kinsman has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed [his flock] in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
				 [ 6:2] I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.
				 [ 6:3] You are fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.
				 [ 6:4] Turn away your eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: your hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Gilead.
				 [ 6:5] Your teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely.
				 [ 6:6] Your cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate, [being seen] without your veil.
				 [ 6:7] There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
				 [ 6:8] My dove, my perfect one is one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and the queens will pronounce her blessed, yes, and the concubines, and they will praise her.
				 [ 6:9] Who is this that looks forth as the morning, fair as the moon, choice as the sun, terrible as [armies] set in array?
				 [ 6:10] I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, if the pomegranates blossomed.
				 [ 6:11] There I will give you my breasts: my soul knew it not: it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.
				 [ 6:12] Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, and we will look at you. What will you see in the Shulamite? She comes as bands of armies.
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