Song of Songs 5:13
His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
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14His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
15His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.
12A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15¶ A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
10My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven.
12His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set.
1¶ Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
2Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.
3Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] comely: thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.
4Thy neck [is] like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.
9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold].
12¶ While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
15Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes.
9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10¶ I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.
2Thy navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wanteth not liquor: thy belly [is like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
3Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.
4Thy neck [is] as a tower of ivory; thine eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose [is] as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
5Thine head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.
6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes].
6¶ Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
2¶ Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine.
3Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
17I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
2My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
7As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
4¶ Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.
5Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
1¶ I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
2Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy lips: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.
8All thy garments [smell] of myrrh, and aloes, [and] cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
3For the lips of a strange woman drop [as] an honeycomb, and her mouth [is] smoother than oil:
2[It is] like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, [even] Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments;
10My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.