Song of Solomon 4

Groom’s Praise of His Bride

¹Oh my! You are beautiful, my beloved![#Literally “Behold!” Or “Look!”]

Your eyes are doves

Your hair is like a flock of goats

²Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes

all of them bearing twins,

³Your lips are like a thread of crimson,

Your temple is like pomegranate

⁴Your neck is like the tower of David,

a thousand ornaments are hung on it,

⁵Your two breasts are like two fawns,

⁶Until the day breathes and the shadows flee,

⁷You are completely beautiful, my beloved!

The Mountains and Fragrance of Lebanon

⁸Come with me from Lebanon, my bride![#Or “You must come”]

Look from the top of Amana,

from the dwelling places of the lions,

⁹You have stolen (my) heart, my sister bride!

¹⁰How beautiful is your love, my sister bride!

¹¹Your lips drip nectar, my bride;

The Locked Garden of Delights Is Unlocked

¹²A garden locked is my sister bride,

¹³Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruit,[#Or “your channel”; #Literally “fruit of choice things”]

¹⁴nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon spice with all trees of frankincense,

¹⁵A garden fountain, a well of living water,

¹⁶Awake, O north wind! Come, O south wind!

Let my beloved come to his garden,