Song of Songs 7

Song of Songs 8 (WEB)

Isaiah 1


Oh that you were like my brother, I would lead you, bringing you into my mother’s house, His left hand would be under my head. I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, Set me as a seal on your heart, Many waters can’t quench love, We have a little sister. If she is a wall, 10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, 11 Solomon had a vineyard at Baal Hamon. 12 My own vineyard is before me. 13 You who dwell in the gardens, with friends in attendance, 14 Come away, my beloved!