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Old Testament

Song of Solomon 4

1He says: My love, you are beautiful. Listen, you are good to look at. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats coming down from Mount Gilead.

2Your teeth are white like a flock of sheep, sheep that are washed and sheared. Each sheep has twin babies. All of them have lambs.

3Your lips are like a red silk thread. Your words are beautiful. Your temples under your veil are like two slices of pomegranate.

4Your neck is like David’s tower. That tower was built to be decorated with a thousand shields on its walls, with the shields of powerful soldiers.

5Your breasts are like twin fawns, feeding among the lilies.

6I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of incense, and I will stay there until morning comes and the darkness disappears.

7My love, you are beautiful all over. Every part of you is perfect.

8Come with me, my bride, from Lebanon. Come with me from Lebanon. Come from the peak of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon from the lion’s caves, from the mountain of the leopards.

9My love, my bride, you made my heartbeat faster when you looked at me. It took only one piece of the chain around your neck to make me breathe faster.

10Your love is so beautiful, my love, my bride! Your love is better than wine. The smell of your perfume is better than any kind of spice!

11My bride, your lips are like a honeycomb, and there is honey and milk under your tongue. Your clothes smell like they come from the Lebanon Mountain.’

12He says: You are like a garden with a wall around it. My bride is like a garden with a wall around it, and like a fountain that is closed.

13Your arms and legs are like a garden filled with pomegranates and other pleasant fruit, with all the best spices:

14Spikenard, saffron, calamus, and cinnamon. with all the incense trees, myrrh and aloes with all the best herbs.

15You are like a garden fountain, a well of fresh water, flowing down from the mountains of Lebanon.

16She says, Wake up, north wind. Come, south wind. Blow on my garden. Spread its sweet smell. Let my lover enter his garden and eat its pleasant fruit.