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The Lord executes righteousness And justice for all
If God be for us, who can be against us?
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened
Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit
For in him we live, and move, and have our being
Fear not, neither be dismayed
They shall mount up with wings as eagles
Be strong and of a good courage
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you
Let not your heart be troubled, trust in God
The LORD is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart
Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth
But be of good cheer; I have overcome the world
Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted
But be of good cheer; I have overcome the world
Judge not, that ye be not judged
Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God
Behold, thus shall the man be blessed Who fears the Lord
I will guide thee with mine eye
I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me
Give ear to my words, O LORD, consider my meditation
I will love thee, O LORD, my strength
But I trusted in thee, O LORD: I said, Thou art my God
Forsake me not, O LORD: O my God, be not far from me
Fear not, for I am with thee, and will bless thee

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Song of Solomon Chapter 7

1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10 I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.