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Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
    come with me from Lebanon.
Come down[a] from Mount Amana,
    from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,
where the lions have their dens
    and leopards live among the hills.

You have captured my heart,
    my treasure,[b] my bride.
You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes,
    with a single jewel of your necklace.
10 Your love delights me,
    my treasure, my bride.
Your love is better than wine,
    your perfume more fragrant than spices.
11 Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride.
    Honey and milk are under your tongue.
Your clothes are scented
    like the cedars of Lebanon.

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Footnotes

  1. 4:8 Or Look down.
  2. 4:9 Hebrew my sister; also in 4:10, 12.

Come with me from (A)Lebanon, my (B)bride,
You shall come with me from Lebanon.
You shall [a]come down from the summit of (C)Amana,
From the summit of (D)Senir and Hermon,
From the dens of lions,
From the mountains of leopards.
You have [b]enchanted my heart, (E)my sister, my bride;
You have [c]enchanted my heart with a single glance of your eyes,
With a single strand of your (F)necklace.
10 (G)How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much [d](H)sweeter is your love than wine,
And the (I)fragrance of your oils
Than that of all kinds of balsam oils!
11 Your lips (J)drip (K)honey, my bride;
Honey and milk are under your tongue,
And the fragrance of your garments is like the (L)fragrance of Lebanon.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:8 Or look
  2. Song of Solomon 4:9 Or stolen
  3. Song of Solomon 4:9 Or stolen
  4. Song of Solomon 4:10 Lit better

Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,(A)
    come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
    from the top of Senir,(B) the summit of Hermon,(C)
from the lions’ dens
    and the mountain haunts of leopards.
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;(D)
    you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.(E)
10 How delightful(F) is your love(G), my sister, my bride!
    How much more pleasing is your love than wine,(H)
and the fragrance of your perfume(I)
    more than any spice!
11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.(J)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.(K)

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