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UST SNG Chapter 4

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The woman’s lover speaking to her

4 My dear one, you are beautiful,

you are very beautiful!

Beneath your veil, your eyes are as gentle and as beautiful as doves.

Your long black hair moves from side to side like a flock of black goats

moving down the slopes of Mount Gilead.

2 Your teeth are very white.

White like a flock of sheep whose wool people have just cut off

and who have just come up from washing in a stream.

You have all of your teeth on both sides of your mouth;

none of them is missing.

3 Your lips are the color of bright red thread,

and your mouth is beautiful.

Beneath your veil,

your cheeks are round and rosy like the halves of a pomegranate.

4 Your long neck is beautiful, like the tower of King David

that was built using layers of stone.

The beauty of your jeweled neck is like a thousand shields hanging on the walls of a tower;

like the beauty of a thousand warrior's shields hanging from a tower.

5 Your two breasts are as beautiful as two young twin gazelles

that eat grass among lilies.

6 Until the evening breeze blows,

and the sun sets,

I will go to your breasts,

because they are like two hills that smell like pleasant spices.

7 My dear one, you are completely beautiful;

your body is perfectly formed and has no blemish!

8 Come back to me my bride. It is as though you are in Lebanon

far away, where I cannot reach you.

Come back to me.

It is as though you are inaccessible on the top of Mount Hermon

or the nearby peaks, where I cannot go to you.

Come from the mountains, where the lions have their dens

and where the leopards live.

9 You who are as dear to me as a sister, my bride,

by only once quickly looking at me with your eyes, and by one strand of jewels in your necklace,

you have obtained my full affection.

10 You who are as dear to me as a sister, my bride,

your love for me is delightful!

It is more delightful than wine!

The fragrance of your perfume

is more pleasing than any spice!

11 When you kiss me my bride, it is as delightful as eating honey.

Your kisses are as sweet as milk mixed with honey.

The aroma of your clothes

is like the aroma of cedar trees in Lebanon.

12 You who are as dear to me as a sister, my bride, you are like a garden that the owner keeps locked

so that other men cannot enter it;

you are like a spring or a fountain that is covered

so that others may not drink from it.

13 You are like an orchard of pomegranate trees

full of delicious fruit,

and plenty of plants that produce henna and nard spices,

14 and saffron and calamus and cinnamon

and many other kinds of incense,

myrrh and aloes

and many other fine spices.

15 You are like a spring in a garden,

like a well of fresh flowing water

and like streams that flow down from the mountains of Lebanon.

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16 I want the north wind and the south wind to come,

and blow on me,

so that the fragrance of my body will spread through the air and attract the man I love.

You who I love, I am like your garden.

I want you to come and enjoy my body

like someone comes into a garden and enjoys eating the delicious fruit that grows there.

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