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 Set me as a seal upon thine heart,
as a seal upon your arm;
for love is strong as death;
jealousy is cruel as the grave;
the coals thereof are coals of fire,
flame of Yahweh.
Song of Solomon 8:6
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als een zegel op Uw arm;
want de liefde is sterk als de dood;
de ijver is hard als het graf;
haar kolen zijn vurige kolen,
vlammen des HEEREN.
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Song of Solomon

Chapter 1

  1. The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
  2. Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love isbetter than wine.
  3. Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is asointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
  4. Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me intohis 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 tentsof Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
  6. Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath lookedupon 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, wherethou 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 bythe 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 inPharaoh's chariots.
  10. Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chainsof gold.
  11. We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
  12. While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forththe smell thereof.
  13. A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie allnight betwixt my breasts.
  14. My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyardsof Engedi.
  15. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hastdoves' eyes.
  16. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bedis green.
  17. The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

Chapter 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 belovedamong 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 waslove.
  5. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick oflove.
  6. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embraceme.
  7. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and bythe 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 themountains, skipping upon the hills.
  9. My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standethbehind 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 fairone, 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 ofbirds 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 withthe 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 secretplaces 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: forour 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, mybeloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

Chapter 3

  1. By night on my bed I sought him whom my soul loveth: I soughthim, but I found him not.
  2. I will rise now, and go about the city in the streets, and in thebroad 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, Sawye him whom my soul loveth?
  4. It was but a little that I passed from them, but I found him whommy 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 bythe 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 ofsmoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
  7. Behold his bed, which is Solomon's; threescore valiant men areabout it, of the valiant of Israel.
  8. They all hold swords, being expert in war: every man hath hissword 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 ofgold, 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 withthe crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.

Chapter 4

  1. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hastdoves' 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, whichcame 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, whichfeed among the lilies.
  6. Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me tothe 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: lookfrom 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 hastravished 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 isthy 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 areunder 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, afountain 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 offrankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
  15. A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams fromLebanon.
  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.

Chapter 5

  1. I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gatheredmy myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
  2. I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved thatknocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
  3. I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed myfeet; how shall I defile them?
  4. My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowelswere moved for him.
  5. I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh,and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
  6. I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, andwas gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
  7. The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me,they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
  8. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved,that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
  9. What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairestamong women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
  10. My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
  11. His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, andblack as a raven.
  12. His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters,washed with milk, and fitly set.
  13. His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lipslike lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
  14. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is asbright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
  15. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of finegold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
  16. His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This ismy beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

Chapter 6

  1. Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whitheris thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
  2. My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices,to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
  3. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among thelilies.
  4. Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem,terrible as an army with banners.
  5. Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hairis as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
  6. Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing,whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.
  7. As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
  8. There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, andvirgins without number.
  9. My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of hermother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
  10. Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon,clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?
  11. I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of thevalley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded.
  12. Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots ofAmminadib.
  13. Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may lookupon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.

Chapter 7

  1. How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! thejoints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
  2. Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thybelly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
  3. Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
  4. Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools inHeshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
  5. Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine headlike purple; the king is held in the galleries.
  6. How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
  7. This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts toclusters of grapes.
  8. I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of theboughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
  9. And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, thatgoeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
  10. I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
  11. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodgein the villages.
  12. Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vineflourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
  13. The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner ofpleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

Chapter 8

  1. O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of mymother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.
  2. I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, whowould instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.
  3. His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand shouldembrace me.
  4. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, norawake my love, until he please.
  5. Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon herbeloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.
  6. Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: forlove is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.
  7. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it:if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
  8. We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall wedo for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?
  9. If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: andif she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.
  10. I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyesas one that found favour.
  11. Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyardunto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver.
  12. My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, musthave a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
  13. Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thyvoice: cause me to hear it.
  14. Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a younghart upon the mountains of spices.


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Song of Solomon - Lyrics


Over the mountains, over the sea

Here You come running, my Lover to me

When I feel the cold of winter

In this cloak of sadness, I need You

Oh the evil things that shake me

All the words that break me I need You

Over the mountains, over the sea

Here You come running, my Lover to me

Do not hide me from Your presence

Pull me from these shadows, I need You

Beauty wrap Your arms around me

Sing Your song of courage, I need You

Over the mountains, over the sea

Here You come running, my Lover to me

Oh, through the valleys, through the dark of night

Here You come running, to hold me till it's light

I'll come running,

I'll come running,

I'll come running back to You 


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Where I Belong



Your presence is all Im longing for,

here in the secret place

Your nearness is all

Im waiting for,

here in the quiet place

Here in the secret place


My soul waits for You alone

Like the watchmen wait for dawn

Here Ive finally found the place

Where well meet, Lord, face to face

Chorus 1:

Ive finally found where I belong

Ive finally found where I belong,

in Your presence Ive finally found where I belong,

its to be with You, to be with You


I am my Beloveds and He is mine

So come into Your garden and take delight in me, take delight in me

Chorus 2:

Delight in me, delight in me;

delight in me, delight in me


Here in Your presence, God,

I find my rest Here in Your presence, God


Cory Asbury







My beloved has gone down to his garden,

to the beds of spices,

to browse in the gardens and to gather lilies.    


         Song of Solomon 6:2






Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:

Do not arouse or awaken love

until it so desires.


Song of Solomon 8:4



You are a garden fountain,

a well of flowing water

streaming down from Lebanon


Song of Solomon 4:15






I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine;

he browses among the lilies.


Song of Solomon 6:3




His eyes are like doves

 by the water streams,

washed in milk,

       mounted like jewels.         


    Song of Solomon 5;12









Many waters cannot quench love;

rivers cannot sweep it away.

If one were to give all the wealth

of one's house for love,

it would be utterly scorned  


Song of Solomon 8:7





You are a garden locked up,

my sister, my bride;

you are a spring enclosed,

             a sealed fountain.                 


Song of Solomon 4:12






I belong to my beloved,

and his desire is for me


Song of Solomon 7:10






You have stolen my heart,

my sister, my bride;

you have stolen my heart

with one glance of your eyes,

with one jewel of your necklace


Song of Solomon 4:9





Place me like a seal over your heart,

like a seal on your arm;

for love is as strong as death,

its jealousy unyielding as the grave.

It burns like blazing fire,

like a mighty flame.


Song of Solomon 8:6





Come back, come back, O Shulammite;

come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite

as on the dance of Mahanaim?


 Song of Solomon 6:13





I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse:

I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;

I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;

I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat,

O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. 


Song of Solomon 5:1 (KJV)





I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride;

I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.

I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;

I have drunk my wine and my milk.

Eat, friends, and drink;

drink your fill of love.


Song of Solomo 5:1






Let us go early to the vineyards

to see if the vines have budded,

if their blossoms have opened,

and if the pomegranates are in bloom

 there I will give you my love.    


      Song of Solomon 7:2






You who dwell in the gardens

with friends in attendance,

let me hear your voice!         


Song of Solomon 8:13




Come away, my beloved,

and be like a gazelle

or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains.    


Song of Solomon 8:14            





My dove in the clefts of the rock,

in the hiding places on the mountainside,

show me your face, let me hear your voice;

for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.


Song of Solomon 2:14







How beautiful you are, my darling!

Oh, how beautiful!

Your eyes are doves.       


Song of Solomon 1:15





The watchmen found me as they made their rounds in the city.

They beat me, they bruised me;

they took away my cloak, those watchmen of the walls!   


              Solomon 5:7





The fig tree forms its early fruit;

the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.

Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one,

come with me


Song of Solomon 2:13







Take me away with you – let us hurry!

Let the king bring me into his chambers.

We rejoice and delight in you;

we will praise your love more than wine.

How right they are to adore you!            


Song of Solomon 1:4






Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes;

your name is like perfume poured out.

          No wonder the young women love you!     


                         Song of Solomon 1:3                            







Let him lead me to the banquet hall,

and let his banner over me be love


Song of Solomon 2:4





                                   Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest

                                      is my beloved  among the young men.

                                          I delight to sit in his shade,

                                         and his fruit is sweet to my taste. 


 Song of Solomon 2:3                                





Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth 

       for your love is more delightful than wine.        


       Song of Solomon 1:2         







Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth 

       for your love is more delightful than wine.        


                   Song of Solomon 1:2                                        





    I am a rose of Sharon,

a lily of the valleys


      Song of Solomon 2:1 







        I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys

    Song of Solomon 2:1 



     I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys

Like a lily among thorns, is my darling among the maidens.
In the valley of Sharon does the lily blossom in great beauty – smell her lovely fragrance.
She, the beauty, the lovely one, blossoming in an unusual place, she is the only lovely flower in a field of thorns.
Slowly I find myself walking closer; I am surprised to see tears of sorrow and pain in the eyes of the lily.
“Lily”, I ask “Why are you in all your beauty so full of pain and sorrow?”
“You, you also,” she shouts, full of hurt, “the next one that speaks only lies. Do you not have eyes to see, to see that there are only thorns growing here? Do you really think I am different? NO, I am just a thorn among thorns.”
“No you are not,” I say, “you are really different, you are a beautiful lily.
I am sure you are the Creator’s lovely lily, he loves you with all his love.”
“No”, speaks the lily once again;” the Creator loves beauty and lovely fragrance; I am nothing more than a stinging, worthless, thorn, just as the others here.
Go away, I do not and will not trust you; what do you want from me anyway?”
I went to Wisdom, He who knows all the questions and all the answers.
“Wisdom”, I spoke in a hurry, with tears in my eyes,”why does the lily not see and why does the lily not know that she is different than the thorns? How can she learn to see, learn to know?”
“Calm, calm now” speaks Wisdom with a gentle smile ringing in His voice, “one question at a time please.”
Wisdom speaks: “You know, the lily is brought up amongst thorns - in the eyes of the Creator she was always a lily, beautiful and lovely. But she has only thorns in her field of life, and she started to think she is one of the. She has gone through much pain you know.”
“Is there no mirror to show her how beautiful she really is,” I asked Wisdom?
“No, there are no mirrors in this valley, as you know them,” says Wisdom, “but that does not say there is no mirror, that’s the riddle.”
“Please, I say, tell me so that I can help the lily.”
“You, you cannot help her My son, you can only be the messenger of the Helper, tell her in peace and with a gentle voice what I tell you.”
“You know the Eagle, the one that sees and knows all there is to see and know, full of Awesome power?” was what Wisdom asked.
“Yes, I know Him, He helped me many times to see the perspective of the Creator from heights above height,” I answered. “He is so huge, His eyes like piercing fire, that I fear Him even though I know He is part of the Love, three in one, one in three.”
“Yes, that’s right” Wisdom says, “But the lily fears Him many times more than you, because she thinks she is not worthy- a thorn that would find no approval in the fire piercing eyes. She is afraid for the strength of the wind, the Ruach caused by His wings. She is afraid that she will be blown away to a place called darkness, if he comes too close.”
“Still, the eagle holds the answer,” are the words of Wisdom. “Tell the lily that complete, unconditional love, drives out all fear. Tell her that it needs only one trust step, one step to say; ‘Eagle, I can not, but I still want to trust you as part of Love complete.’
If she says: ‘Take my spirit on thy wings, Oh Eagle’, then will her spirit fly, carried on Eagles wings, the Creator’s Spirit, and she will see and know again the perspective of the Creator.
She will see from heights above height that she is standing as a lily among thorns. The Eagle will carry her to Me,” says Wisdom,”I am also the Creator’s Spirit. I will teach her further, so that she will see and know forever and evermore, that it is the Creator, that it is Yeshua who laid down His life for her, that says:
Like a lily among thorns
Is my darling among the maidens.”
And she will no longer answer; “No, go away, I am a thorn among thorns, stinging and worthless. Instead, she will dance, shout, swirl around and around, full of excited joy and shout – yes, shout with force:
I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys!!”
So, I went and told the lilies all that Wisdom had said…

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