Song of Solomon 4:1-7
21st Century King James Version
4 “Behold, thou art fail, 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.
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.
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 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armory, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
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.
7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
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