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9 If she is a wall, we will build upon her a tower of silver; and if she is a door, we will enclose her with a plank of cedar. 10 I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. Then I have become in his eyes like one finding peace. 11 There was a vineyard unto Solomon in Baal-hamon. He gave out the vineyard to those keeping it; a man would bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver. 12 My vineyard is—my own—is before me; the thousand is unto you, O Solomon, and two hundred to those keeping watch over its fruit. 13 O you dwelling in the gardens, my companions are listening to your voice—let me hear it! 14 Flee, my beloved, and liken yourself to a gazelle, or to a young stag of the deer, on the mountains of spices. Song of Solomon 8:9-14, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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