Song of Solomon 5:11-16

¹¹His head is pure gold — fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,

¹²His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.

¹³His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips are lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

¹⁴His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,

¹⁵His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.

¹⁶His mouth is sweetness — and all of him desirable, This is my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!