Let mutual love continue.
Do not neglect hospitality, for through it some have unknowingly entertained angels.
Be mindful of prisoners as if sharing their imprisonment, and of the ill-treated as of yourselves, for you also are in the body.
Let marriage be honored among all and the marriage bed be kept undefiled, for God will judge the immoral and adulterers.
Let your life be free from love of money but be content with what you have, for he has said, "I will never forsake you or abandon you."
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2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth:
for thy love is better than wine.
3 Because of the savor of thy good ointments
thy name is as ointment poured forth,
therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Draw me, we will run after thee:
the King hath brought me into his chambers:
we will be glad and rejoice in thee,
we will remember thy love more than wine:
the upright love thee.
5 I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem,
as the tents of Kedar,
as the curtains of Solomon.
6 Look not upon me, because I am black,
because the sun hath looked upon me:
my mother's children were angry with me;
they made me the keeper of the vineyards;
but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest,
where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon:
for why should I be as one that turneth aside
by the flocks of thy companions?
8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women,
go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock,
and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.
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9 I have compared thee, O my love,
to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels,
thy neck with chains of gold.
11 We will make thee borders of gold
with studs of silver.
12 While the King sitteth at his table,
my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me;
he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire
in the vineyards of Enge'di.
15 Behold, thou art fair, my love;
behold, thou art fair;
thou hast doves' eyes.
16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:
also our bed is green.
8 The voice of my beloved!
Behold, he cometh
leaping upon the mountains,
skipping upon the hills.
9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart:
behold, he standeth behind our wall,
he looketh forth at the windows,
showing himself through the lattice.
10 My beloved spake, and said unto me,
Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
11 For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
12 the flowers appear on the earth;
the time of the singing of birds is come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
13 the fig tree putteth forth her green figs,
and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away
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Simplified...
Kiss me and kiss me again,
for your love is sweeter than wine.
How fragrant your cologne;
your name is like its spreading fragrance.
No wonder all the young women love you!
Take me with you; come, let's run!
The king has brought me into his bedroom.
Young Women of Jerusalem
How happy we are for you, O king.
We praise your love even more than wine.
Young Woman
How right they are to adore you.
I am dark but beautiful,
O women of Jerusalem—
dark as the tents of Kedar,
dark as the curtains of Solomon's tents.
Don't stare at me because I am dark—
the sun has darkened my skin.
My brothers were angry with me;
they forced me to care for their vineyards,
so I couldn't care for myself—my own vineyard.
Tell me, my love, where are you leading your flock today?
Where will you rest your sheep at noon?
For why should I wander like a prostitute*
among your friends and their flocks?
Young Man
If you don't know, O most beautiful woman,
follow the trail of my flock,
and graze your young goats by the shepherds' tents.
You are as exciting, my darling,
as a mare among Pharaoh's stallions.
How lovely are your cheeks;
your earrings set them afire!
How lovely is your neck,
enhanced by a string of jewels.
We will make for you earrings of gold
and beads of silver.
Young Woman
The king is lying on his couch,
enchanted by the fragrance of my perfume.
My lover is like a sachet of myrrh
lying between my breasts.
He is like a bouquet of sweet henna blossoms
from the vineyards of En-gedi.
Young Man
How beautiful you are, my darling,
how beautiful!
Your eyes are like doves.
Young Woman
You are so handsome, my love,
pleasing beyond words!
The soft grass is our bed;
fragrant cedar branches are the beams of our house,
and pleasant smelling firs are the rafters.
Ah, I hear my lover coming!
He is leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My lover is like a swift gazelle
or a young stag.
Look, there he is behind the wall,
looking through the window,
peering into the room.
My lover said to me,
"Rise up, my darling!
Come away with me, my fair one!
Look, the winter is past,
and the rains are over and gone.
The flowers are springing up,
the season of singing birds* has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.
The fig trees are forming young fruit,
and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.
Rise up, my darling!
Come away with me, my fair one!"
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For Spam Me To Time Again.
For Spam Me To Time Again.
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