American Standard Version of 1901
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Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;Let us lodge in the villages.
Let us get up early to the vineyards;Let us see whether the vine hath budded,And {Or, the tender grape appeareth}its blossom is open,And the pomegranates are in flower:There will I give thee my love.
My beloved is mine, and I am his:He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine:He feedeth his flock among the lilies.
For none of us liveth to himself, and none dieth to himself.
For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; or whether we die, we die unto the Lord: whether we live therefore, or die, we are the Lord's.
For the love of Christ constraineth us; because we thus judge, that one died for all, therefore all died;