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Song of Solomon 2:4 - New Revised Standard Version

4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his intention toward me was love.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 He brought me to the banqueting house, And his banner over me was love.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love [for love waved as a protecting and comforting banner over my head when I was near him].

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.

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Common English Bible

4 He has brought me to the house of wine; his banner raised over me is love.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 He brought me into the storeroom of wine. He set charity in order within me.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 He brought me into the cellar of wine, he set in order charity in me.

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Song of Solomon 2:4
16 Tagairtí Cros  

The king rose from the feast in wrath and went into the palace garden, but Haman stayed to beg his life from Queen Esther, for he saw that the king had determined to destroy him.


Have you not put a fence around him and his house and all that he has, on every side? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his possessions have increased in the land.


May we shout for joy over your victory, and in the name of our God set up our banners. May the Lord fulfill all your petitions.


You have set up a banner for those who fear you, to rally to it out of bowshot. Selah


For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God than live in the tents of wickedness.


The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.


Draw me after you, let us make haste. The king has brought me into his chambers. We will exult and rejoice in you; we will extol your love more than wine; rightly do they love you.


I come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I gather my myrrh with my spice, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love.


You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.


On that day the root of Jesse shall stand as a signal to the peoples; the nations shall inquire of him, and his dwelling shall be glorious.


Listen! I am standing at the door, knocking; if you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in to you and eat with you, and you with me.


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