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The Song of Solomon

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- Chapter 4 -

How beautiful you are!

1
How beautiful you are, my darling— how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
2
Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.
3
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
4
Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.

The power of love

5
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.
6
Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will make my way to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.
7
You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.
8
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon! Descend (a) from the peak of Amana, from the summits of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
9
You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your neck.
10
How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! Your love is much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than all spices.
11
Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.

A garden full of noble plants

12
My sister, my bride, you are a garden locked up, a spring enclosed, a fountain sealed.
13
Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with the choicest of fruits, with henna and nard,
14
with nard and saffron, with calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of frankincense tree, with myrrh and aloes, with all the finest spices.
15
You are a garden spring, a well of fresh water (b) flowing down from Lebanon.
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Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind. Breathe on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choicest fruits.

Footnotes

(a)4:8 Or Look down
(b)4:15 Or flowing water or living water

How beautiful you are!

1
Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.
2
Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, which have come up from the washing, where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved among them.
3
Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
4
Your neck is like David’s tower built for an armory, on which a thousand shields hang, all the shields of the mighty men.

The power of love

5
Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.
6
Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.
7
You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.
8
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.
9
You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
10
How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, the fragrance of your perfumes than all kinds of spices!
11
Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

A garden full of noble plants

12
My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.
13
Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits, henna with spikenard plants,
14
spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,
15
a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, flowing streams from Lebanon.
16
Awake, north wind, and come, you south! Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and taste his precious fruits.
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