Song #5

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Song #5

The words I speak, the ways I walk, you know them too. You saw when I was made in secret, My very bones not hidden from your sight. You saw my form; its parts were down in writing. I love the wonder of your ways. and praise your might. Your knowledge, God, is wondrous, awe-inspiring; Of this my soul is .

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5 I jumped up to open the door for my love, and my hands dripped with perfume. My fingers dripped with lovely myrrh. as I pulled back the bolt. 6 I opened to my lover, but he was gone! My heart sank. I searched for him. but could not find him anywhere.

Song of Songs 5 - I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

5 I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt. 6 I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had left; he was gone. My heart sank at his departure. # Or heart had gone out to him when he spoke. I looked for him but did not find him.


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02.10.201222:12

5 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. 2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew.

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