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Set me as a seal upon your heart,
as a seal upon your arm;
for love is strong as death,
passion fierce as the grave.
Its flashes are flashes of fire,
a raging flame.
Many waters cannot quench love,
neither can floods drown it.
If one offered for love
all the wealth of one's house,
it would be utterly scorned.

I am my beloved's & his desire is for me
Come my beloved let us go forth into the fields & lodge in the villages
let us go out early to the vineyards
& see whether the vines have budded
whether the grape blossoms have opened & the pomegranates are in bloom
There I will give you my love
The mandrakes give forth fragrance &over our doors are all choice fruits
new as well as old which I have laid up for you O my beloved

I am a rose of Sharon,
a lily of the valleys.
As a lily among brambles,
so is my love among maidens.
As an apple tree among the trees of the wood,
so is my beloved among young men.
With great delight I sit in his shadow,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the banqueting house,
and his intention toward me was love.
Sustain me with raisins,
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.

The glory of youths is their strength,
but the beauty of the aged is their gray hair.

By the rivers of Babylon —
there we sat down and there we wept
when we remembered Zion.
On the willows there
we hung up our harps.
For there our captors
asked us for songs,
and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying,
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”
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— from Psalm 137

The sea looked and fled;
Jordan turned back.
The mountains skipped like rams,
the hills like lambs.

Why is it, O sea, that you flee?
O Jordan, that you turn back?
O mountains, that you skip like rams?
O hills, like lambs?

Tremble, O earth, at the presence of the Lord,
at the presence of the God of Jacob,
who turns the rock into a pool of water,
the flint into a spring of water.

— from Psalm 114

As for mortals, their days are like grass;
they flourish like a flower of the field;
for the wind passes over it, and it is gone,
and its place knows it no more.
But the steadfast love of the LORD is from everlasting to everlasting….
Bless the LORD, O my soul.

Those of low estate are but a breath,
those of high estate are a delusion;
in the balances they go up;
they are together lighter than a breath.
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—from Psalm 62

The heavens are telling the glory of God:
and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.
Day to day pours forth speech,
and the night declares knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words;
their voice is not heard;
yet their voice goes out through all the earth,
and their words to the end of the world.

--from Psalm 19

Now Earth sparkles splendidly at night like a mirror to the stars.

…I have uttered what I did not understand.—Job 42:3
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Finished Job. Different & more difficult to understand than expected. Footnotes were not very helpful in this edition, & some parts translated in unrecognizable ways compared to usual. Began dipping into thought-provoking rabbinic commentary online with wise insights of scholar husband… Happy Nerdy Valentine’s Day!