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Song of Songs 4

Christ setteth forth the graces of the Church.

Song of Songs 4:1 O How fayre art þu, my loue, howe fayre art thou? þu hast doues eyes, besyde that which lyeth hyd within. Song of Songs 4:2 Thy hearye lockes are like þe woll of a flocke of gotes þt be shorne vpon mount Gilead: Thy teth are like shepe of the same bignesse, which went vp from the washinge place: where euery one beareth two twyns, and not one vnfrutefull amonge them. Song of Songs 4:3 Thy lippes are like a rose coloured rybonde, thy wordes are louely, thy chekes are like a pece of a pomgranat within thyne heares. Song of Songs 4:4 Thy neck is lyke þe tower of Dauid builded with costly stones lyinge out on the sides wher vpon there hang a thousande shyldes, yee all the weapens of the geauntes. Song of Songs 4:5 Thy two brestes are lyke two twyns of younge roes, which fede amonge roses. Song of Songs 4:6 O that I myght go to the mountayne of Myrre, & to þe hyll of franckencense: tyll þe daye breake & tyll þe shadowes be past awaye. Song of Songs 4:7 Thou art all fayre, O my loue, & no spott is there in the.

He sheweth his love to her.

Song of Songs 4:8 Come to me from Libanus (O my spouse) come to me from Libanus loke from the toppe of Amana, from the toppe of Sanir & Hermon, from the lyons dennes and from þe mountaynes of þe leopardes. Song of Songs 4:9 Thou hast with loue bewitched my hert, O my syster, my spouse, þu hast be witched my herte, with one of thyne eyes, and wt one cheyne of thy neck. Song of Songs 4:10 O howe fayre are thy brestes, my syster, my spouse? Thy brestes are more pleasaunt then wyne, and þe smel of thyne oyntmentes passeth all spyces. Song of Songs 4:11 Thy lippes, O my spouse, droppe as þe hony combe, yee mylcke and hony is vnder thy tong, and the smell of thy garmentes is lyke þe smell of Libanus. Song of Songs 4:12 A garden well locked is my syster, my spouse, a garden well locked, and a sealed well. Song of Songs 4:13 The frutes þt are planted in the, are lyke a very Paradyse of pomgranates with swete frutes: Song of Songs 4:14 as Camphore, Nardus, and Saffron, Calamus, & Synamom with all swete smellynge trees: Myrre. Aloes and all the best spyces: Song of Songs 4:15 a well of gardens, a well of lyuinge waters, which renne downe from Libanus.

The Church prayeth to be made fit for his presence.

Song of Songs 4:16 Up thou north wynde, come thou south wynde, and blowe vpon my garden, þt the smell therof maybe caryed on euery syde: yee þt my beloued maye come into hys garden, & eate of þe swete frutes that growe therin.

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