Song of Solomon 7:11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
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Context
9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10 I my beloved's, and his desire toward me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, the tender grape appear, the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give you my loves.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates all manner of pleasant , new and old, I have laid up for you, O my beloved.