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            his head is most as fine as gold

            his locks are bushy and black as

            a raven, his eyes are as the eyes

            of doves by the rivers of waters

            washed with milk and fitly set .

            his cheeks are the bed of spices

            as sweet flowers his lips  like

         lilles dropping sweet myrrh my beloved.



           *  Song of Solomom Verse 1   *

              and Verse 2 Page 835      *

              i love  this verse it is

              a very special one close

           *   to my loving heart .     *



              this piece is not mine

             i love this bible verse