Song of Solomon 5:8-16

The Voice

⁸     (to the young women of Jerusalem)
    Promise me that if you find my love,
        you will speak with him, telling him that I am faint with love.

⁹ Young Women of Jerusalem: How is your beloved better than all the other lovers,
        most beautiful of women?
    How is your beloved worth more than all the rest,
        that you would make us promise this?

¹⁰ Her: Because my love is radiant and ruddy,
        he stands out above 10,000 other men.
¹¹     His head is pure gold;
        his hair is thick and wavy and black as a raven.
¹²     His eyes are like doves at the edge of a stream,
        mounted like jewels and bathed in pools of milk.
¹³     His bearded cheeks are like a spice garden, with towers of spice:
        His lips are lilies dripping and flowing with myrrh,
¹⁴     His hands are like strong rods of gold, each set with jewels.
        His body displays his manhood like an ivory tusk inlaid with sapphires.
¹⁵     His legs are like pillars of white marble,
        both set on bases of gold.
    He stands tall and strong like the mountains of Lebanon,
        with all its majestic cedars.
¹⁶     His mouth tastes sweet, so sweet;
        he is altogether desirable.
    This is my love. This is my dear one, as I am his,
        O young women of Jerusalem.