Song of Solomon 2
Song of Solomon 2How to read the Hangul
beginning the Christ salvation
- Bold, larger (ˈ) = say it strong and a little longer — the stressed syllable.
- Faint = weak and short (a reduced vowel). Don't give every syllable equal weight.
- Tiny 으 · 트 · 스 = barely voiced. English has no vowel there — stop on the consonant.
- Whole word faint (the, of, and, to…) = light and quick in a sentence; stress the content words.
- Small f v θ ð r = sounds Korean doesn't have — f: upper teeth on the lower lip; v: the same, voiced; θ/ð: tongue tip between the teeth; r: tongue curled back, touching nothing.
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1
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
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2
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
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3
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
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4
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.
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Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
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6
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
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7
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.
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8
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
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9
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
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10
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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11
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
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12
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
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13
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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14
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
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15
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.
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16
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
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17
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.