“Ah, the smell of my son
    is like the smell of a field
    that the Lord has blessed.^(D)

¹¹ Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.^(A)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.^(B)

¹¹ Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.^(A)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.^(B)