Cantique des Cantiques 7:11DRA
Bible Catholique · DRA · Verset 11 sur 13
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"Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages."
En contexte
9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10I my beloved's, and his desire toward me.
11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, the tender grape appear, the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates all manner of pleasant , new and old, I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.