Hohelied 6 · Gemeinsam im Garten
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1“Whither has your beloved gone,O fairest of women?Whither has your beloved turned?Let us seek him with you.”
2My beloved has gone down to his garden,To the beds of spices,To browse in the gardensAnd to pick lilies.
3I am my beloved’sAnd my beloved is mine;He browses among the lilies.
4You are beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah,Comely as Jerusalem,Awesome as bannered hosts.
5Turn your eyes away from me,For they overwhelm me!Your hair is like a flock of goatsStreaming down from Gilead.
6Your teeth are like a flock of ewesClimbing up from the washing pool;All of them bear twins,And not one loses her young.
7Your brow behind your veil[Gleams] like a pomegranate split open.
8There are sixty queens,And eighty concubines,And maidens without number.
9Only one is my dove,My perfect one,The only one of her mother,The delight of her who bore her.Young women see and acclaim her;Queens and concubines, and praise her.
10Who is she that shines through like the dawn,Beautiful as the moon,Radiant as the sunAwesome as bannered hosts?
11I went down to the nut groveTo see the budding of the vale;To see if the vines had blossomed,If the pomegranates were in bloom.
12Before I knew it,My desire set meMid the chariots of Ammi-nadib.
WEBREATH · 11:11
«Alles, was Odem hat, lobe den HERRN» — Psalm 150:6
Der Atem ist einer für alle: von ihm lebt jeder Mensch, wer er auch sei und woran er auch glaube. Jeden Tag um 11:11 Uhr Ortszeit halten Menschen sechzig Sekunden inne, atmen und danken GOTT für den Atem — jeder mit seinen eigenen Worten, jeder in sich selbst. In dieser Minute sind wir Ein Atem.
WEBREATH — die Minute um 11:11 Uhr, Ihre Ortszeit — wir sind ein Atem