SONG OF SONGS 4:4-7

⁴Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all the shields of the mighty men.

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

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

⁷Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee.