O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love. Context 8I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem,If you find my beloved, As to what you will tell him: For I am lovesick. 9What kind of beloved is your beloved, Admiration by the Bride 10My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, 11His head is like gold, pure gold; 12His eyes are like doves 13His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, 14His hands are rods of gold 15His legs are pillars of alabaster 16His mouth is full of sweetness. Links Song of Solomon 5:8 NIVSong of Solomon 5:8 NLT Song of Solomon 5:8 ESV Song of Solomon 5:8 NASB Song of Solomon 5:8 KJV Song of Solomon 5:8 Commentaries Bible Hub |



