Song of Solomon 4:1–16
4 Behold, ayou are fair, my love!
Behold, you are fair!
You have dove’s eyes behind your veil.
Your hair is like a bflock of goats,
Going down from Mount Gilead.
2 cYour teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep
Which have come up from the washing,
Every one of which bears twins,
And none is 1barren among them.
3 Your lips are like a strand of scarlet,
And your mouth is lovely.
dYour temples behind your veil
Are like a piece of pomegranate.
4 eYour neck is like the tower of David,
Built ffor an armory,
On which hang a thousand 2bucklers,
All shields of mighty men.
5 gYour two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle,
Which feed among the lilies.
6 hUntil the day breaks
And the shadows flee away,
I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh
And to the hill of frankincense.
7 iYou are all fair, my love,
And there is no spot in you.
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse,
With me from Lebanon.
Look from the top of Amana,
From the top of Senir jand Hermon,
From the lions’ dens,
From the mountains of the leopards.
My sister, my spouse;
You have ravished my heart
With one look of your eyes,
With one link of your necklace.
My sister, my spouse!
kHow much better than wine is your love,
And the 3scent of your perfumes
Than all spices!
Drip as the honeycomb;
lHoney and milk are under your tongue;
And the fragrance of your garments
Is mlike the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 A garden 4enclosed
Is my sister, my spouse,
A spring shut up,
A fountain sealed.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates
With pleasant fruits,
Fragrant henna with spikenard,
Calamus and cinnamon,
With all trees of frankincense,
Myrrh and aloes,
With all the chief spices—
A well of nliving waters,
And streams from Lebanon.
16 Awake, O north wind,
And come, O south!
Blow upon my garden,
That its spices may flow out.
oLet my beloved come to his garden
And eat its pleasant pfruits.