Song of Solomon 5:7 ~ ﻧﺸﻴﺪ ﺍﻷﻧﺸﺎ 5:7

T he watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.

رَآنِي حُرّاسُ المَدِينَةِ الطَوّافُونَ، فَضَرَبُونِي وَجَرَحُونِي. وَنَزَعَ حُرّاسُ الأسوارِ خِمارِي عَنِّي.

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