Fondare 615 Risultati per: Sacrificial Love
BELOVED: I sleep, but my heart is awake. I hear my love knocking. 'Open to me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is wet with dew, my hair with the drops of night.' (Song of Solomon 5, 2)
My love thrust his hand through the hole in the door; I trembled to the core of my being. (Song of Solomon 5, 4)
Then I got up to open to my love, myrrh ran off my hands, pure myrrh off my fingers, on to the handle of the bolt. (Song of Solomon 5, 5)
I opened to my love, but he had turned and gone. My soul failed at his flight, I sought but could not find him, I called, but he did not answer. (Song of Solomon 5, 6)
I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, if you should find my love, what are you to tell him? -That I am sick with love! (Song of Solomon 5, 8)
BELOVED: My love is fresh and ruddy, to be known among ten thousand. (Song of Solomon 5, 10)
His conversation is sweetness itself, he is altogether lovable. Such is my love, such is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. (Song of Solomon 5, 16)
BELOVED: My love went down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock on the grass and gather lilies. (Song of Solomon 6, 2)
I belong to my love, and my love to me. He pastures his flock among the lilies. (Song of Solomon 6, 3)
How beautiful you are, how charming, my love, my delight! (Song of Solomon 7, 7)
and your palate like sweet wine. BELOVED: Flowing down the throat of my love, as it runs on the lips of those who sleep. (Song of Solomon 7, 10)
I belong to my love, and his desire is for me. (Song of Solomon 7, 11)
