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Song of Songs 8:1-3

Song of Songs 8:1-3 CSB

If only I could treat you like my brother,  one who nursed at my mother’s breasts, I would find you in public and kiss you, and no one would scorn me. I would lead you, I would take you, to the house of my mother  who taught me.  I would give you spiced wine to drink from the juice of my pomegranate. May his left hand be under my head, and his right arm embrace me.