American Standard Version of 1901
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We have a little sister,And she hath no breasts:What shall we do for our sisterIn the day when she shall be spoken for?
If she be a wall,We will build upon her {Or, battlements}a turret of silver:And if she be a door,We will inclose her with boards of cedar.
I {Or, was}am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.