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Song of Songs 4

4 Behold you! You are beautiful, my darling.

Behold you! You are beautiful.

Your eyes, are doves from behind your veil.

Your hair, is like a flock of goats that hop down from, the slopes of Gilead.

2 Your teeth, are like a flock of shorn, sheep that have come up from the washing,

all of which bear twins,

and there is not among them one which is bereaved.

3 Like a thread of scarlet, are your lips,

and your mouth, is lovely.

Like a slice of pomegranate, are your cheeks

from behind your veil.

4 Like the tower of David, is your neck, built of layers—

a thousand shields hanging on it,

all the shields of the warriors.

5 Your two breasts, are like two fawns,

twins of a female gazelle,

the ones pasturing among the lilies.

6 Until the day breathes and the shadows flee,

I myself will go to the mountain of myrrh

and to the hill of frankincense.

7 All of you, is beautiful, my darling,

and there is no blemish in you.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride;

come with me from Lebanon.

Descend from the top of Amana,

from the top of Senir and Hermon,

from the hiding places of lions,

from the mountains of leopards.

9 You have enchanted my heart, my sister, my bride;

you have enchanted my heart

with one, look from your eyes,

with one jewel from your necklace.

10 How your love is beautiful, my sister, my bride!

How your love, is better than wine

and the smell of your oils, is better than all spices!

11 Your lips drip, with nectar, my bride;

honey and milk, are under your tongue

and the smell of your garments, is like the smell of Lebanon.

12 A locked garden, is my sister, my bride,

a locked spring, a sealed fountain.

13 Your shoots, are an orchard of pomegranate trees with delicious fruits,

henna with nard,

14 nard and saffron,

calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense,

myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,

15 a fountain of gardens,

a well of living waters,

and flowing streams from Lebanon.

16 Awake, north wind, and come, south wind;

blow on my garden and let its spices flow.

Let my beloved come to his garden

and eat its delicious fruit.

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