8Verse 1I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother;Verse 2I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother’s house,Verse 3His left hand should be under my head,Verse 4I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem,Verse 5Who is this that comes up all white,Verse 6Set me as a seal upon thy heart,Verse 7Much water will not be able to quench love,Verse 8Our sister is little, and has no breasts;Verse 9If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks;Verse 10I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers;Verse 11Solomon had a vineyard in Baal-hamon;Verse 12My vineyard, even mine, is before me;Verse 13Thou that dwellest in the gardens,Verse 14Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe
Song of Solomon 8 — GMV
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