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Song of Songs 2:3-4

The Woman

3-4As an apricot tree stands out in the forest,

my lover stands above the young men in town.

All I want is to sit in his shade,

to taste and savor his delicious love.

He took me home with him for a festive meal,

but his eyes feasted on me!

5-6Oh! Give me something refreshing to eat—and quickly!

Apricots, raisins—anything. I'm about to faint with love!

His left hand cradles my head,

and his right arm encircles my waist!