WEB:Song of Songs 5:7
								
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		The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.
The watchmen who go about the city found me. They beat me. They bruised me. The keepers of the walls took my cloak away from me.