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Song of Solomon 7:11 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

11 Come, my beloved, Let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

11 [She said] Come, my beloved! Let us go forth into the field, let us lodge in the villages. [Luke 14:33.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

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Common English Bible

11 Come, my love: Let’s go out to the field and rest all night among the flowering henna.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

11 I am for my beloved, and his turning is to me.

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Song of Solomon 7:11
7 Tagairtí Cros  

And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; Even the rich among the people shall entreat thy favour.


Draw me; we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers: We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.


My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth his flock among the lilies.


Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.


I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.


Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, and its blossom be open, And the pomegranates be in flower: There will I give thee my love.


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