Come, O King My beloved, my friend Let us go forth To enjoy your garden. Into the field; Where your fruits are growing. Let us lodge, And take our rest In the villages.
Song 7:11 |Villages
Come, O King My beloved, my friend Let us go forth To enjoy your garden. Into the field; Where your fruits are growing. Let us lodge, And take our rest In the villages.
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