Song of Solomon 4

Man

4How beautiful you are, my darling.

How very beautiful!

Behind your veil,

your eyes are doves.^d

Your hair is like a flock of goats

streaming down Mount Gilead.^e

²Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep

coming up from washing,

each one bearing twins,

and none has lost its young.^Bf

³Your lips are like a scarlet cord,^g

and your mouth^C is lovely.

Behind your veil,

your brow^D is like a slice of pomegranate.^h

⁴Your neck is like the tower of David,ⁱ

constructed in layers.

A thousand shields are hung on it—

all of them shields of warriors.

⁵Your breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle,^j that feed among the lilies.

⁶Until the day breaks^E

and the shadows flee,^k

I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh

and the hill of frankincense.^l

⁷You are absolutely beautiful,^m my darling;

there is no imperfection in you.

⁸Come with me from Lebanon,ⁿ my bride;^o

come with me from Lebanon!

Descend from the peak of Amana,

from the summit of Senir and Hermon,^p

from the dens of the lions,

from the mountains of the leopards.

⁹You have captured my heart,^q my sister,^r my bride.

You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes,

with one jewel of your necklace.

¹⁰How delightful your caresses are, my sister, my bride.

Your caresses are much better than wine,^s

and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam.

¹¹Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride.^t

Honey and milk^u are under your tongue.

The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

¹²My sister, my bride, you are a locked garden—

a locked garden^A and a sealed spring.^v

¹³Your branches are a paradise^B of pomegranates

with choicest fruits;^w

henna with nard,

¹⁴nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,^x

with all the trees of frankincense,^y

myrrh and aloes,^z

with all the best spices.

¹⁵You are a garden spring,

a well of flowing water^aa

streaming from Lebanon.

Woman

¹⁶Awaken,^ab north wind;

come, south wind.

Blow on my garden,

and spread the fragrance of its spices.

Let my love come to his garden

and eat its choicest fruits.^ac