Song of Solomon 5:9-14

⁹What is thy beloved above any beloved, O fair among women? What is thy beloved above any beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?

¹⁰My beloved is clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!

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,