Thursday, July 10, 2008

Song 2:3-7

As an apple tree among the trees of the woods,
so is my lover among men.
I delight to rest in his shadow,
and his fruit is sweet to my mouth.
He brings me into the banquet hall
and his emblem over me is love.
Strengthen me with raisin cakes,
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
His left hand is under my head
and his right arm embraces me.
I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles and hinds of the field,
Do not arouse, do not stir up love
before its own time.

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