Song of Solomon 3
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By night on my bed,
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I will get up now, and go about the city;
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The watchmen who go about the city found me;
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I had scarcely passed from them,
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I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem,
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Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke,
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Behold, it is Solomon’s carriage!
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They all handle the sword, and are expert in war.
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King Solomon made himself a carriage
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He made its pillars of silver,
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Go out, you daughters of Zion, and see King Solomon,