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|Cantares 1:11|
We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.
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12
|Cantares 1:12|
While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
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13
|Cantares 1:13|
My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.
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14
|Cantares 1:14|
My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.
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15
|Cantares 1:15|
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves.
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|Cantares 1:16|
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.
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|Cantares 1:17|
The beams of our house are cedars, [And] our rafters are firs.
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Sugerencias
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