Song of Solomon 1:7
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Tell me, O one I love, where do you pasture your sheep? Where do you rest them at midday? Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
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She will never be inhabited or settled from generation to generation; no nomad will pitch his tent there, no shepherd will rest his flock there.
To You, O LORD, I call; be not deaf to me, O my Rock. For if You remain silent, I will be like those descending to the Pit.
“I am looking for my brothers,” Joseph replied. “Can you please tell me where they are pasturing their flocks?”
I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down His life for the sheep.
I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.
You who dwell in the gardens, my companions are listening for your voice. Let me hear it!
This is what the LORD of Hosts says: In this desolate place, without man or beast, and in all its cities, there will once more be pastures for shepherds to rest their flocks.
His mouth is most sweet; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
Anyone who loves his father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me; anyone who loves his son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me;