Song of Solomon 1:15
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How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.
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How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
His eyes are like doves beside the streams of water, bathed in milk and mounted like jewels.
You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.”
How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
If you do not know, O fairest of women, follow the tracks of the flock, and graze your young goats near the tents of the shepherds.
Yet you ask, “Why?” It is because the LORD has been a witness between you and the wife of your youth, against whom you have broken faith, though she is your companion and your wife by covenant.
The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”
You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.
My beloved calls to me, “Arise, my darling. Come away with me, my beautiful one.