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Song of Solomon 5:8

Revised Version 1885

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

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I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.

Stay ye me with raisins, comfort me with apples: For I am sick of love.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awaken love, until it please.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awaken love, Until it please.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awaken love, Until it please.

Now I beseech you, brethren, by our Lord Jesus Christ, and by the love of the Spirit, that ye strive together with me in your prayers to God for me;

Confess therefore your sins one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The supplication of a righteous man availeth much in its working.




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