A seal upon your hand - Double spread

Who is she that comes up from the desert,

Leaning upon her beloved?

Under the apple tree I roused you;

It was there your mother conceived you,

There she who bore you conceived you.

Let me be a seal upon your heart,

Like the seal upon your hand. - Chapter 8:5-6

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