Song of Songs 1:8-17

New International Version

⁸ If you do not know, most beautiful of women,^(A)
    follow the tracks of the sheep
and graze your young goats
    by the tents of the shepherds.

⁹ I liken you, my darling, to a mare
    among Pharaoh’s chariot horses.^(B)
10 Your cheeks^(C) are beautiful with earrings,
    your neck with strings of jewels.^(D)
11 We will make you earrings of gold,
    studded with silver.

¹² While the king was at his table,
    my perfume spread its fragrance.^(E)
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh^(F)
    resting between my breasts.
¹⁴ My beloved^(G) is to me a cluster of henna^(H) blossoms
    from the vineyards of En Gedi.^(I)

¹⁵ How beautiful^(J) you are, my darling!
    Oh, how beautiful!
    Your eyes are doves.^(K)

¹⁶ How handsome you are, my beloved!^(L)
    Oh, how charming!
    And our bed is verdant.

¹⁷ The beams of our house are cedars;^(M)
    our rafters are firs.