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1 Behold, you are beautiful, my darling, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil; your hair is like a flock of the goats streaming down from Mount Gilead. 2 Your teeth are like a flock shorn, having come up from the washing, all of which have twins, and there is not a bereaved one among them. 3 Like a thread of scarlet are your lips, and your mouth is lovely. Like the halves of the pomegranate is your temple, behind your veil. 4 Like the tower of David is your neck, built with rows of stones; a thousand shields hang on it, all the shields of the mighty ones. 5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies. 6 Until the day breathes, and the shadows flee, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. 7 All of you is beautiful, my darling, and there is not a blemish on you. 8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon! Descend from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards. 9 You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have captured my heart with one of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck. 10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the scent of your oils than all spices! 11 Your lips drip with nectar, my bride; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. 12 A garden locked up is my sister, my bride—a spring locked up, a fountain sealed. 13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with the choicest of fruits, henna with nard, 14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices, Song of Solomon 4:1-14, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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