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Whither has your beloved gone,
O fairest among women?
Whither has your beloved turned,
    that we may seek him with you?

My beloved has gone down to his garden,
    to the beds of spices,
to pasture his flock in the gardens,
    and to gather lilies.

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Whither is thy beloved gone,
O thou fairest among women?
Whither hath thy beloved turned him,
That we may seek him with thee?

My beloved is gone down to his garden,
To the beds of [a]spices,
To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:2 Or, balsam