| [an error occurred while processing this directive] | New American Standard Bible 1995 |
| 1[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 1"How beautiful you are, my darling, How beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have descended from Mount Gilead. |
| 2[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 2"Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewes Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young. |
| 3[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 3"Your lips are like a scarlet thread, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate Behind your veil. |
| 4[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 4"Your neck is like the tower of David, Built with rows of stones On which are hung a thousand shields, All the round shields of the mighty men. |
| 5[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 5"Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle Which feed among the lilies. |
| 6[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 6"Until the cool of the day When the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense. |
| 7[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 7"You are altogether beautiful, my darling, And there is no blemish in you. |
| 8[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 8"Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, May you come with me from Lebanon. Journey down from the summit of Amana, From the summit of Senir and Hermon, From the dens of lions, From the mountains of leopards. |
| 9[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 9"You have made my heart beat faster, my sister, my bride; You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace. |
| 10[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 10"How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of spices! |
| 11[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 11"Your lips, my bride, drip honey; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. |
| 12[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 12"A garden locked is my sister, my bride, A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up. |
| 13[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 13"Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates With choice fruits, henna with nard plants, |
| 14[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 14Nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all the trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices. |
| 15[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 15"You are a garden spring, A well of fresh water, And streams flowing from Lebanon." |
| 16[an error occurred while processing this directive] | 16"Awake, O north wind, And come, wind of the south; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, Let its spices be wafted abroad. May my beloved come into his garden And eat its choice fruits!" |
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