Song of Songs 5:15
His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
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9¶ What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us?
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.
13His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires.
16His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
1¶ How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
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].
10He made the pillars thereof [of] silver, the bottom thereof [of] gold, the covering of it [of] purple, the midst thereof being paved [with] love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
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].
8¶ The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.
9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
10My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
15¶ A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
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.
16Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green.
17The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.
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.
8¶ Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
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?
6His branches shall spread, and his beauty shall be as the olive tree, and his smell as Lebanon.
15And his feet like unto fine brass, as if they burned in a furnace; and his voice as the sound of many waters.
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.
8The cedars in the garden of God could not hide him: the fir trees were not like his boughs, and the chesnut trees were not like his branches; nor any tree in the garden of God was like unto him in his beauty.
5I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
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.
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.
3¶ As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
10Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as [an army] with banners?
14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
6His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
18His bones [are as] strong pieces of brass; his bones [are] like bars of iron.
10I [am] a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
10¶ I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.