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It's All About Marital Love - Song of Songs(Solomon) 3-4.

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Song of Solomon 4:1-3, 7, 16 Song of Solomon 3:1-6 “On my bed night after night I dreamed that I sought the one Whom my soul loves; I sought him but did not find him. “How fair and beautiful you are, my darling, How very beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like those of a dove; Your hair is like the shimmering black fleece of a flock of Arabian goats That have descended from Mount Gilead beyond the Jordan. “I said ‘So I must arise now and go out into the city; Into the streets and into the squares places I do not know I must seek him whom my soul loves.’ I sought him but I did not find him. “Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. “The watchmen who go around the city found me, And I said, ‘Have you seen him whom my soul loves?’ “Your lips are like a ribbon of scarlet, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of the pomegranate Behind your veil. “Scarcely had I passed them When I found him whom my soul loves. I held on to him and would not let him go Until I had brought him to my mother’s house, And into the chamber of her who conceived me.” “I command that you take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, That you do not rouse nor awaken my love Until she pleases.” “What is this coming up from the wilderness Like stately pillars of smoke Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the fragrant powders of the merchant?” “O my love, you are altogether beautiful and fair. There is no flaw nor blemish in you! “Awake, O north wind, And come, south wind blow softly upon my garden; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, for the one in whom my soul delights, Let its spices flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden And eat its choicest fruits.” ?