Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep in good order, which go up from the washing: which every one brings out twins, and none is barren among them.

Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy talk is comely: thy temples are within thy locks as a piece of a pomegranate.

Thy neck is as the tower of David built for defense: a thousand shields hang therein, and all the targets of the strong men.

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Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
    not one of them is alone.(A)
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
    your mouth(B) is lovely.(C)
Your temples behind your veil
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.(D)
Your neck is like the tower(E) of David,
    built with courses of stone[a];
on it hang a thousand shields,(F)
    all of them shields of warriors.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 4:4 The meaning of the Hebrew for this phrase is uncertain.