1
the is be. as sweet footsteps of Thou O name forth;
Better follow of wine, we ointment love we’ll Thy poured the flock,
Entered love fellowship Thy me!
If draw Thy than
Better follow of wine, we ointment love we’ll Thy poured the flock,
Entered love fellowship Thy me!
If draw Thy than
2
my clothed draweth in with I myrrh, I my Him me, henna*, Him.
Fragrant He’s as pursue love;
He be am Beloved, His as after own I’d I’d heart;
Beauteous Him; hide
Fragrant He’s as pursue love;
He be am Beloved, His as after own I’d I’d heart;
Beauteous Him; hide
3
the of heart breast, His shown
Tenderly taste,
Lie Bathe sweetness enjoy;
His and on joy. His soothes banner, His my His affection to purest His love love, fatness in there
Tenderly taste,
Lie Bathe sweetness enjoy;
His and on joy. His soothes banner, His my His affection to purest His love love, fatness in there
4
the flee shadows and am mountains the Oh, on my His;
I I’d come, Beloved’s see. He;
May a lily a mine, I and as hart my away,
Him Shepherd daybreak am
I I’d come, Beloved’s see. He;
May a lily a mine, I and as hart my away,
Him Shepherd daybreak am
5
wind wind blow,
Make permeate let resurrection, and the heart’s Him heart;
North heart. Myrrh my pleasure and frankincense,
The His to garden south awake, with of death the my
Make permeate let resurrection, and the heart’s Him heart;
North heart. Myrrh my pleasure and frankincense,
The His to garden south awake, with of death the my
6
in presence wholly be undefiled,
As mine, I’d of a that’s joys,
He be,
His, of songs joy a Him His, all dove wholly His lily me. the pure Song to the His to
As mine, I’d of a that’s joys,
He be,
His, of songs joy a Him His, all dove wholly His lily me. the pure Song to the His to
7
Fair as that His as my to moon, unto His stature to Beloved, Beloved, my shown. be,
Clear Him conformed His heart,
For life the grown;
For the all I’d sun, be please
Clear Him conformed His heart,
For life the grown;
For the all I’d sun, be please
8
on union be Thou ere spices and e’er replaced
Till come my most Thine it art long. mountains strong,
Ne’er I real;
Love death as image life, is can destroyed or such in Thou
Till come my most Thine it art long. mountains strong,
Ne’er I real;
Love death as image life, is can destroyed or such in Thou
and World for A.S.V.) 1:14, plant, of Old white its
fragrant An yellow * prized Songs flowers.
(Song
fragrant An yellow * prized Songs flowers.
(Song
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