Song of Solomon 4:3-15

³Like a thread of scarlet are thy lips, and thy mouth is comely: like the half of a pomegranate is the upper part of thy cheek behind thy vail.

⁴Thy neck is like the tower of David built on terraces, a thousand shields hang-thereon, all the quivers of the mighty men.

⁵Thy two breasts are like two fawns, the twins of the roe, that feed among the lilies.

⁶Until the day became cool, and the shadows flee away, will I get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

⁷Thou art altogether beautiful, my beloved, and there is no blemish on thee.—

⁸Come with me from Lebanon, O bride, with me from Lebanon: look about from the top of Amanah, from the top of Senir and Chermon, from the lions' dens, from the leopards' mountains.

⁹Thou hast ravished my heart, O my sister, my bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thy eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

¹⁰How beautiful are thy caresses, O my sister, my bride! how much more pleasant are thy caresses than wine! and the smell of thy fragrant oils more than all spices.

¹¹Of sweet honey drop thy lips, O bride: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the scent of thy garments is like the scent of Lebanon.

¹²A locked-up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked-up spring, a sealed fountain.

¹³Thy sprouts are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits, copher and spikenard;

¹⁴Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief of spices;

¹⁵A garden-spring, a well of living waters, and flowing down from Lebanon.—