Cântico dos Cânticos 5:7LXX
Bíblia Ortodoxa · LXX · Versículo 7 de 16
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"The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me."
Em contexto
5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped myrrh, and my fingers sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I sick of love.
9What thy beloved more than beloved, O thou fairest among women? what thy beloved more than beloved, that thou dost so charge us?