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You have made my heart beat faster, (A)my sister, my bride;
You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes,
With a single strand of your (B)necklace.
10 (C)How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much (D)better is your love than wine,
And the (E)fragrance of your oils
Than all kinds of [a]spices!
11 Your lips, my bride, (F)drip (G)honey from the comb;
Honey and milk are under your tongue,
And the fragrance of your garments is like the (H)fragrance of Lebanon.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 4:10 Or balsam odors