Song of Solomon 4:7-6:2

English Standard Version

⁷^(A)You are altogether beautiful, my love;
    there is no ^(B)flaw in you.
⁸^(C)Come with me from ^(D)Lebanon, my ^(E)bride;
    come with me from ^(F)Lebanon.
Depart^[a] from the peak of Amana,
    from the peak of ^(G)Senir and ^(H)Hermon,
from the dens of lions,
    from the mountains of leopards.

⁹You have captivated my heart, my ^(I)sister, my bride;
    you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes,
    with one ^(J)jewel of your necklace.
¹⁰How beautiful is your love, my ^(K)sister, my bride!
    How much ^(L)better is your love than wine,
    and ^(M)the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
¹¹Your ^(N)lips drip nectar, my bride;
    ^(O)honey and milk are under your tongue;
    the fragrance of your garments is ^(P)like the fragrance of ^(Q)Lebanon.
¹²A garden locked is my ^(R)sister, my bride,
    a spring locked, ^(S)a fountain ^(T)sealed.
¹³Your shoots are ^(U)an orchard of pomegranates
    with all ^(V)choicest fruits,
    ^(W)henna with ^(X)nard,
¹⁴nard and saffron, ^(Y)calamus and ^(Z)cinnamon,
    with all trees of ^(AA)frankincense,
^(AB)myrrh and ^(AC)aloes,
    with all ^(AD)choice spices—
¹⁵a garden fountain, a well of ^(AE)living water,
    and flowing streams from ^(AF)Lebanon.

¹⁶Awake, O north wind,
and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my ^(AG)garden,
let its spices flow.

Together in the Garden of Love

She

^(AH)Let my beloved come to his ^(AI)garden,
and eat its ^(AJ)choicest fruits.

He

5 I ^(AK)came to my garden, my ^(AL)sister, my bride,
    I gathered my ^(AM)myrrh with my spice,
    I ate my ^(AN)honeycomb with my honey,
    I ^(AO)drank my wine with my milk.

Others

Eat, ^(AP)friends, drink,
and be drunk with love!

The Bride Searches for Her Beloved

She

²I slept, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My beloved is ^(AQ)knocking.
“Open to me, my ^(AR)sister, my ^(AS)love,
    my ^(AT)dove, my ^(AU)perfect one,
for my head is wet with dew,
    my ^(AV)locks with the drops of the night.”
³^(AW)I had put off my garment;
    how could I put it on?
I had ^(AX)bathed my feet;
    how could I soil them?
⁴My beloved put his hand to the latch,
    and my heart was thrilled within me.
⁵I arose to open to my beloved,
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with ^(AY)liquid myrrh,
    on the handles of the bolt.
⁶I opened to my beloved,
    but my beloved had turned and gone.
My soul failed me when he ^(AZ)spoke.
^(BA)I sought him, but found him not;
    ^(BB)I called him, but he gave no answer.
⁷^(BC)The watchmen found me
    as they went about in the city;
they beat me, they bruised me,
    they took away my veil,
    those watchmen of the walls.
⁸I ^(BD)adjure you, O ^(BE)daughters of Jerusalem,
    if you find my beloved,
that you tell him
    ^(BF)I am sick with love.

Others

⁹What is your beloved more than another beloved,
O ^(BG)most beautiful among women?
What is your beloved more than another beloved,
that you thus ^(BH)adjure us?

The Bride Praises Her Beloved

She

¹⁰My beloved is radiant and ^(BI)ruddy,
    ^(BJ)distinguished among ten thousand.
¹¹His head is the finest gold;
    ^(BK)his locks are wavy,
    black as a raven.
¹²His ^(BL)eyes are like doves
    beside streams of water,
bathed in milk,
    sitting beside a full pool.^[b]
¹³His ^(BM)cheeks are like ^(BN)beds of spices,
    mounds of sweet-smelling herbs.
His lips are ^(BO)lilies,
    dripping ^(BP)liquid myrrh.
¹⁴His arms are rods of gold,
    set with ^(BQ)jewels.
His body is polished ivory,^[c]
    bedecked with ^(BR)sapphires.^[d]
¹⁵His legs are alabaster columns,
    set on bases of gold.
His appearance is like ^(BS)Lebanon,
    choice as the cedars.
¹⁶His ^(BT)mouth^[e] is most sweet,
    and he is altogether desirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
    O ^(BU)daughters of Jerusalem.