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Groom’s Praise of His Bride

Oh my![a] You are beautiful, my beloved!
    Oh my![b] You are beautiful!
Your eyes are doves
    from behind your veil.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    that move down from the mountains of Gilead.
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes
    that came up from the washing,
all of them bearing twins,
    and there is none bereaved among them.
Your lips are like a thread of crimson,
    and your mouth is lovely.
Your temple is like pomegranate
    from behind your veil.
Your neck is like the tower of David,
    built in courses;
a thousand ornaments[c] are hung on it,
    all the shields of the warriors.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    twins of a gazelle that feed among the lilies.
Until the day breathes and the shadows flee,
    I will go to the mountain of the myrrh,
        to the hill of the frankincense.
You are completely beautiful, my beloved!
    You are flawless![d]

The Mountains and Fragrance of Lebanon

Come[e] with me from Lebanon, my bride!
    Come with me[f] from Lebanon!
Look from the top of Amana,
    from the top of Senir and Hermon,
from the dwelling places of the lions,
    from the mountains of leopard.
You have stolen (my) heart, my sister bride!
    You have stolen my heart with one glance from your eyes,
        with one ornament from your necklaces.
10 How beautiful is your love, my sister bride!
    How better is your love than wine,
        and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11 Your lips drip nectar, my bride;
    honey and milk are under your lips;
        the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.

The Locked Garden of Delights Is Unlocked

12 A garden locked is my sister bride,
    a spring enclosed,[g] a fountain sealed.
13 Your shoots[h] are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruit,[i]
    henna with nard;
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon spice with all trees of frankincense,
    myrrh and aloes with all chief spices.
15 A garden fountain, a well of living water,
    flowing (streams) from Lebanon.
16 Awake, O north wind! Come, O south wind!
    Blow upon my garden! Let its fragrances[j] waft forth![k]
Let my beloved come to his garden,
    let him eat his choice fruit!

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:1 Literally “Behold!” Or “Look!”
  2. Song of Solomon 4:1 Literally “Behold!” Or “Look!”
  3. Song of Solomon 4:4 Literally “shields”
  4. Song of Solomon 4:7 Literally “There is no flaw in you!”
  5. Song of Solomon 4:8 Or “You must come”
  6. Song of Solomon 4:8 Or “With me”
  7. Song of Solomon 4:12 Or “a source locked”
  8. Song of Solomon 4:13 Or “your channel”
  9. Song of Solomon 4:13 Literally “fruit of choice things”
  10. Song of Solomon 4:16 Or “perfumes”
  11. Song of Solomon 4:16 Or “His perfumes can waft down”

Man

How beautiful you are, my darling.
How very beautiful!
Behind your veil,
your eyes are doves.(A)
Your hair is like a flock of goats
streaming down Mount Gilead.(B)
Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep
coming up from washing,
each one bearing twins,
and none has lost its young.[a](C)
Your lips are like a scarlet cord,(D)
and your mouth[b] is lovely.
Behind your veil,
your brow[c] is like a slice of pomegranate.(E)
Your neck is like the tower of David,(F)
constructed in layers.
A thousand shields are hung on it—
all of them shields of warriors.
Your breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle,(G) that feed among the lilies.
Until the day breaks[d]
and the shadows flee,(H)
I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh
and the hill of frankincense.(I)
You are absolutely beautiful,(J) my darling;
there is no imperfection in you.

Come with me from Lebanon,[e](K) my bride;(L)
come with me from Lebanon!
Descend from the peak of Amana,
from the summit of Senir and Hermon,(M)
from the dens of the lions,
from the mountains of the leopards.
You have captured my heart,(N) my sister,(O) my bride.
You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How delightful your caresses are, my sister, my bride.
Your caresses are much better than wine,(P)
and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam.
11 Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride.(Q)
Honey and milk(R) are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

12 My sister, my bride, you are a locked garden—
a locked garden[f] and a sealed spring.(S)
13 Your branches are a paradise[g] of pomegranates
with choicest fruits;(T)
henna with nard,
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,(U)
with all the trees of frankincense,(V)
myrrh and aloes,(W)
with all the best spices.
15 You are a garden spring,
a well of flowing water(X)
streaming from Lebanon.

Woman

16 Awaken,(Y) north wind;
come, south wind.
Blow on my garden,
and spread the fragrance of its spices.
Let my love come to his garden
and eat its choicest fruits.(Z)

Footnotes

  1. 4:2 Lit and no one bereaved among them
  2. 4:3 Or speech
  3. 4:3 Or temple, or cheek, or lips
  4. 4:6 Lit breathes
  5. 4:8 In Hb, the word for Lebanon is similar to “frankincense” in Sg 4:6,14,15.
  6. 4:12 Some Hb mss read locked fountain
  7. 4:13 Or park, or orchard