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Until the day cools
    and the shadows flee away,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh
    and to the hill of frankincense.
You are altogether lovely, my darling,
    and no blemish is in you.[a]
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
    come with me from Lebanon.
Watch from the top of Amana,
    from the top of Senir, even Hermon,
    from lions’ dens,
    from mountains of leopards.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 4:7 Lit. there is no flaw in you; hyperbole.