Song of Songs 4:9-5:1

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

⁹ You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride;
    you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes,
    with one jewel of your necklace.^(A)
10 How sweet is your love, my sister, my bride!
    How much better is your love than wine
    and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!^(B)
11 Your lips distill nectar, my bride;
    honey and milk are under your tongue;
    the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.^(C)
12 A garden locked is my sister, my bride,
    a garden^[a] locked, a fountain sealed.^(D)
13 Your channel^[b] is an orchard of pomegranates
    with all choicest fruits,
    henna with nard,^(E)
14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon,
    with all trees of frankincense,
myrrh and aloes,
    with all chief spices—^(F)
15 a garden fountain, a well of living water,
    and flowing streams from Lebanon.^(G)

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.^(H)

5 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.^(I)