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He escorts me to the banquet hall;
    it’s obvious how much he loves me.
Strengthen me with raisin cakes,
    refresh me with apples,
    for I am weak with love.

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Banquet Hall of Love

He brought me to the house of the wine,
    and his intention was love toward me.
Sustain me with the raisins,
    refresh me with the apples,
for I am lovesick.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 2:5 Literally “for I myself am sick with love”