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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 A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
    a garden[a] locked, a fountain sealed.(A)
13 Your channel[b] is an orchard of pomegranates
    with all choicest fruits,
    henna with nard,(B)
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
    with all trees of frankincense,
myrrh and aloes,
    with all chief spices—(C)
15 a garden fountain, a well of living water,
    and flowing streams from Lebanon.(D)

16 Awake, O north wind,
    and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my garden
    that its fragrance may be wafted abroad.
Let my beloved come to his garden
    that he may eat its choicest fruits.(E)

I come to my garden, my sister, my bride;
    I gather my myrrh with my spice;
    I eat my honeycomb with my honey;
    I drink my wine with my milk.

Eat, friends, drink,
    and be drunk with love.(F)

Footnotes

  1. 4.12 Heb mss Gk Vg Syr: MT heap of stones
  2. 4.13 Meaning of Heb uncertain