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Bible Reading for June 14

Song of Solomon 1
[1] The song of songs, which is Solomon's. [2] Let him kiss me with the kisses
of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.
[3] Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured
forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. [4] 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 remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee. [5] I am
black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the
curtains of Solomon.
[6] Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me:
my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the
vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept. [7] Tell me, O thou whom my
soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon:
for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?
[8] If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the
footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. [9] I
have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
[10] Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.
[11] We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. [12] While the
king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
[13] A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night
betwixt my breasts.
[14] My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of
En-gedi.
[15] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves'
eyes.
[16] Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.
[17] The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

Song of Solomon 2
[1] I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. [2] As the lily among
thorns, so is my love among the daughters. [3] As the apple tree among the
trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow
with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
[4] He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. [5]
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. [6] His
left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. [7] I charge
you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field,
that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. [8] The voice of my
beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
[9] My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our
wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
[10] My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and
come away.
[11] For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; [12] The flowers
appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of
the turtle is heard in our land; [13] The fig tree putteth forth her green
figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my
fair one, and come away. [14] O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in
the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy
voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. [15] Take us the
foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender
grapes.
[16] My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies. [17] Until
the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a
roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Song of Solomon 3
[1] By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I
found him not.
[2] I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in the broad
ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.
[3] The watchmen that go about the city found me: to whom I said, Saw ye him
whom my soul loveth?
[4] It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whom my soul
loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, until I had brought him into my
mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. [5] I charge
you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field,
that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please. [6] Who is this that
cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and
frankincense, with all powders of the merchant? [7] Behold his bed, which is
Solomon's; threescore valiant men are about it, of the valiant of Israel.
[8] They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath his sword upon
his thigh because of fear in the night. [9] King Solomon made himself a chariot
of the wood of Lebanon. [10] He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom
thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved
with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
[11] Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown
wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of
the gladness of his heart.

Song of Solomon 4
[1] Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves'
eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount
Gilead.
[2] Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from
the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.
[3] Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy
temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. [4] Thy neck is
like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand
bucklers, all shields of mighty men. [5] Thy two breasts are like two young
roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
[6] Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the
mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. [7] Thou art all fair, my
love; there is no spot in thee. [8] Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with
me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon,
from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. [9] Thou hast
ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one
of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. [10] How fair is thy love, my
sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of
thine ointments than all spices! [11] Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the
honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments
is like the smell of Lebanon. [12] A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a
spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
[13] Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire,
with spikenard,
[14] Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of
frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: [15] A fountain of
gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
[16] Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the
spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his
pleasant fruits.

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