4:1 Behold, thou art fair, my companion;
behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are doves, beside thy veil: thy hair is as
flocks of goats, that have appeared from Galaad.
4:2 Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn [sheep], that have gone up from the
washing; all of them bearing twins, and there is not a barren one among
them.
4:3 Thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: like the
rind of a pomegranate is thy cheek without thy veil.
4:4 Thy neck is as the tower of David, that was built for an armoury: a
thousand shields hang upon it, [and] all darts of mighty men.
4:5 Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns, that feed among the lilies.
4:6 Until the day dawn, and the shadows depart, I will betake me to the
mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
4:7 Thou art all fair, my companion, and there is no spot in thee.
4:8 Come from Libanus, [my] bride, come from Libanus: thou shalt come and
pass from the top of Faith, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the
lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
4:9 My sister, [my] spouse, thou hast ravished my heart; thou hast ravished
my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
4:10 How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse! how much more
beautiful are thy breasts than wine, and the smell of thy garments than all
spices!
4:11 Thy lips drop honeycomb, my spouse: honey and milk are under thy
tongue; and the smell of thy garments is as the smell of Libanus.
4:12 My sister, [my] spouse is a garden enclosed; a garden enclosed, a
fountain sealed.
4:13 Thy shoots are a garden of pomegranates, with the fruit of choice
berries; camphor, with spikenard:
4:14 spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon; with all woods of Libanus,
myrrh, aloes, with all chief spices:
4:15 a fountain of a garden, and a well of water springing and gurgling from
Libanus.
4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, O south; and blow through my garden, and
let my spices flow out. |
4:1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold,
thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a
flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
4:2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up
from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among
them.
4:3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy
temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4:4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon
there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
4:5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among
the lilies.
4:6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the
mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
4:7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
4:8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from
the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens,
from the mountains of the leopards.
4:9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my
heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
4:10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love
than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
4:11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under
thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
4:12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain
sealed.
4:13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits;
camphire, with spikenard,
4:14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of
frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
4:15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from
Lebanon.
4:16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that
the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and
eat his pleasant fruits. |