He led His people in the wilderness.
        His love is eternal.

He struck down great kings
        His love is eternal.

and slaughtered famous kings—
        His love is eternal.

Sihon king of the Amorites
        His love is eternal.

and Og king of Bashan—
        His love is eternal.

and gave their land as an inheritance,
        His love is eternal.

an inheritance to Israel His servant.
        His love is eternal.

He remembered us in our humiliation
        His love is eternal.

and rescued us from our foes.
        His love is eternal.

He gives food to every creature.
        His love is eternal.

Give thanks to the God of heaven!
        His love is eternal.

I will bow down toward Your holy temple
and give thanks to Your name
for Your constant love and truth.
You have exalted Your name
and Your promise above everything else.

The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me.
Lord, Your love is eternal;
do not abandon the work of Your hands.

Let the righteous one strike me—
it is an act of faithful love;
let him rebuke me—
it is oil for my head;
let me not refuse it.
Even now my prayer is against
the evil acts of the wicked.

Let me experience
Your faithful love in the morning,
for I trust in You.
Reveal to me the way I should go
because I long for You.

and in Your faithful love destroy my enemies.
Wipe out all those who attack me,
for I am Your servant.

He is my faithful love and my fortress,
my stronghold and my deliverer.
He is my shield, and I take refuge in Him;
He subdues my people under me.

The Lord is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and great in faithful love.

The Lord is just in all his actions, and exhibits love in all he does.

The LORD preserves all them that love him: but all the wicked will he destroy.

The Lord values those who fear Him,
those who put their hope in His faithful love.

How long, you simple ones, will you love simplicity? and the scoffers delight in their scoffing, and fools hate knowledge?

May loyal love and truth not forsake you; bind them around your neck, write them upon your heart.

because whomever Yahweh will love, he will rebuke, as a father delights in his son.

Forsake her not, and she shall preserve you: love her, and she shall keep you.

Put her in a high place, and you will be lifted up by her; she will give you honour, when you give her your love.

Let her be as the loving deer and graceful doe; let her breasts satisfy you at all times; and be ravished always with her love.

Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us delight ourselves with love.

I love them that love me; and those that seek me early shall find me.

That I may cause those that love me to inherit wealth; and I will fill their treasuries.

But he that sins against me wrongs his own soul: all they that hate me love death.

Reprove not a scoffer, lest he hate you: rebuke a wise man, and he will love you.

Hatred stirs up strife: but love covers all sins.

Fools make but a sport of sin; but there is favourable love among the righteous.

A poor man is hated even by his neighbor,
but there are many who love the rich.

Don't they go astray who plot evil? But love and faithfulness belong to those who plan good.

An abomination of Yahweh is the way of the wicked, but he who pursues righteousness he will love.

The hater of authority has no love for teaching: he will not go to the wise.

Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than a fatted ox with hatred.

Through loyal love and truth iniquity is appeased; through fearing the Lord one avoids evil.

Righteous lips are the delight of kings; and they love him that speaks what is right.

He that covers over a transgression seeks love; but he that repeats a matter separates close friends.

At all times, doth a friend love, and, a brother for distress, must be born.

Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof.

A man of friends for making friendship: and there is love attaching more than a brother.

He who gets wisdom has love for his soul: he who keeps good sense will get what is truly good.

What is desirable for a person is to show loyal love, and a poor person is better than a liar.

Many men claim to be men of unfailing love, but who can find a faithful man?

Love not sleep, lest you come to poverty; open your eyes, and you shall be satisfied with bread.

Love and faithfulness keep the king safe. His throne is sustained by love.

The one who pursues righteousness and faithful love
will find life, righteousness, and honor.

For those who take delight in drink and feasting will come to be in need; and through love of sleep a man will be poorly clothed

Like a [common] clay vessel covered with the silver dross [making it appear silver when it has no real value]
Are burning lips [murmuring manipulative words] and a wicked heart.

Better is open rebuke Than love that is hidden.

She speaks wisely, teaching with gracious love.

a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace.

He who has a love for silver never has enough silver, or he who has love for wealth, enough profit. This again is to no purpose.

For all this I laid to my heart, even to explore all this: that the righteous, and the wise, and their works, are in the hand of God; whether it be love or hatred, man knoweth it not; all is before them.

As well their love, as their hatred and their envy, is perished long ago; neither have they any more a portion for ever in anything that is done under the sun.

Live joyfully with the wife whom you love all the days of the life of your vanity, which he has given you under the sun, all the days of your vanity: for that is your portion in this life, and in your labor which you perform under the sun.

Solomon's Most Excellent Love Song.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.

Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is as oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.

Draw me; we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers; We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee.

Say, O love of my soul, where you give food to your flock, and where you make them take their rest in the heat of the day; why have I to be as one wandering by the flocks of your friends?

I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

My love is a sachet of myrrh to me,
spending the night between my breasts.

My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves.

W How handsome you are, my love.
How delightful!
Our bed is lush with foliage;

As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

W Like an apricot tree among the trees of the forest,
so is my love among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.

He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.

Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

Listen! My love is approaching.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.

My love is like a gazelle
or a young stag.
Look, he is standing behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Up, haste my love, my dove, in the holes of the rock and secret places of the walls. Show me thy face and let me hear thy voice: for thy voice is sweet and thy fashion beautiful.

(The Chorus)
“Catch the foxes for us,
The little foxes that spoil and ruin the vineyards [of love],
While our vineyards are in blossom.”

W My love is mine and I am his;
he feeds among the lilies.

Before the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
turn to me, my love, and be like a gazelle
or a young stag on the divided mountains.

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By night on my bed I was looking for him who is the love of my soul: I was looking for him, but I did not see him.

I will get up now and go about the town, in the streets and in the wide ways I will go after him who is the love of my soul: I went after him, but I did not see him.

The guards who go about the city found me.
I asked them, “Have you seen the one I love?”

I was but a little way from them, when I came face to face with him who is the love of my soul. I took him by the hands, and did not let him go, till I had taken him into my mother's house, and into the room of her who gave me birth.

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

He made the pillars thereof of silver, The bottom thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple, The midst thereof being paved with love, From the daughters of Jerusalem.

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.

How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

W Awaken, north wind—
come, south wind.
Blow on my garden,
and spread the fragrance of its spices.
Let my love come to his garden
and eat its choicest fruits.

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I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; to take my myrrh with my spice; my wax with my honey; my wine with my milk. Take meat, O friends; take wine, yes, be overcome with love.

I slept, but my heart was awake. The voice of my beloved! he knocketh: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, mine undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.

My love thrust his hand through the opening,
and my feelings were stirred for him.

I rose to open for my love.
My hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh
on the handles of the bolt.

I opened to my love,
but my love had turned and gone away.
I was crushed that he had left.
I sought him, but did not find him.
I called him, but he did not answer.

I charge you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, ... What will ye tell him? That I am sick of love.

Y What makes the one you love better than another,
most beautiful of women?
What makes him better than another,
that you would give us this charge?