Song of Solomon 1:9

(To Her Beloved)

7 Tell me, O you whom I love,
Where you feed your flock,
Where you make it rest at noon.
For why should I be as one who¹ veils herself
By the flocks of your companions?

The Beloved

8 If you do not know, ^aO fairest among women,
¹Follow in the footsteps of the flock,
And feed your little goats
Beside the shepherds’ tents.

9 I have compared you, ^amy love,
^bTo my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.

10 ^aYour cheeks are lovely with ornaments,
Your neck with chains of gold.

The Daughters of Jerusalem

11 We will make¹ you ornaments of gold
With studs of silver.

The Shulamite

12 While the king is at his table,
My¹ spikenard sends forth its fragrance.

13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me,
That lies all night between my breasts.

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