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If you make a vow to God, discharge it without delay, for God has no love for fools. Discharge your vow. (Ecclesiastes 5, 3)
Yes, I have applied myself to all this and experienced all this to be so: that is to say, that the upright and the wise, with their activities, are in the hands of God. We do not understand either love or hate, where we are concerned, both of them are futile. And for all of us is reserved a common fate, for the upright and for the wicked, for the food and for the bad; whether we are ritually pure or not, whether we offer sacrifice or not: it is the same for the good and for the sinner, for someone who takes a vow, as for someone who fears to do so. (Ecclesiastes 9, 1)
Their love, their hate, their jealousy, have perished long since, and they will never have any further part in what goes on under the sun. (Ecclesiastes 9, 6)
Spend your life with the woman you love, all the days of futile life God gives you under the sun, throughout your futile days, since this is your lot in life and in the effort you expend under the sun. (Ecclesiastes 9, 9)
BELOVED: Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love-making is sweeter than wine; (Song of Solomon 1, 2)
delicate is the fragrance of your perfume, your name is an oil poured out, and that is why girls love you. (Song of Solomon 1, 3)
Draw me in your footsteps, let us run. The king has brought me into his rooms; you will be our joy and our gladness. We shall praise your love more than wine; how right it is to love you. (Song of Solomon 1, 4)
LOVER: I compare you, my love, to my mare harnessed to Pharaoh's chariot. (Song of Solomon 1, 9)
My love is a sachet of myrrh lying between my breasts. (Song of Solomon 1, 13)
My love is a cluster of henna flowers among the vines of En-Gedi. (Song of Solomon 1, 14)
-How beautiful you are, my love, and how you delight me! Our bed is the greensward. (Song of Solomon 1, 16)
-As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my love among young men. In his delightful shade I sit, and his fruit is sweet to my taste. (Song of Solomon 2, 3)
