Songs
of Solomon
Texts from the Song of Solomon,
King James version, music by Tom Cunningham.
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for
thy love is better than wine.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my
love, my fair one, and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone;
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;
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.
My beloved is mine, and I am his.
His head is
as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
His
eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with
milk, and fitly set.
His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet
flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
His
hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright
ivory overlaid with sapphires.
His legs are as pillars of
marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon,
excellent as the cedars.
My beloved is mine, and I am his.
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