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12 My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden;
    a locked up spring,
    a sealed fountain.
13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits,
    henna with spikenard plants,
14     spikenard and saffron,
    calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree;
    myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,
15     a fountain of gardens,
    a well of living waters,
    flowing streams from Lebanon.

Beloved

16 Awake, north wind, and come, you south!
    Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out.
Let my beloved come into his garden,
    and taste his precious fruits.

Lover

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride.
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice;
    I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey;
    I have drunk my wine with my milk.

Friends

Eat, friends!
    Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved.

12 You are a garden(A) locked up, my sister, my bride;(B)
    you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.(C)
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates(D)
    with choice fruits,
    with henna(E) and nard,
14     nard and saffron,
    calamus and cinnamon,(F)
    with every kind of incense tree,
    with myrrh(G) and aloes(H)
    and all the finest spices.(I)
15 You are[a] a garden(J) fountain,(K)
    a well of flowing water
    streaming down from Lebanon.

She

16 Awake, north wind,
    and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden,(L)
    that its fragrance(M) may spread everywhere.
Let my beloved(N) come into his garden
    and taste its choice fruits.(O)

He

I have come into my garden,(P) my sister, my bride;(Q)
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.(R)

Friends

Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 4:15 Or I am (spoken by She)