Where has your lover gone,
O woman of rare beauty?
Which way did he turn
so we can help you find him?
My lover has gone down to his garden,
to his spice beds,
to browse in the gardens
and gather the lilies.
I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine.
He browses among the lilies.
-Song of Solomon 6:1-3 NLT
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