Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Ammi´nadib.
I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.
Return, return, O Shu´lamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shu´lamite? As it were the company of two armies.
And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him.