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Solomon Praises the Beauty of His Bride
1Behold, you are beautiful, amy darling,Behold, you are beautiful!Your beyes are like doves cbehind your veil;Your dhair is like a flock of goatsThat have leapt down from Mount eGilead.2 “Your ateeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewesWhich have come up from their washing,All of which bear twins,And not one among them has 1lost her young.3 “Your lips are like a ascarlet thread,And your bmouth is lovely.Your ctemples are like a slice of a pomegranateBehind your veil.4 “Your aneck is like the tower of David,Built 1with rows of stonesOn which are bhung one thousand shields,All the small cshields of the mighty men.5 “Your atwo breasts are like two fawns,Twins of a gazelleWhich 1bfeed among the lilies.6 aUntil the day breathesAnd the shadows flee,I will go my way to the mountain of bmyrrhAnd to the hill of cfrankincense.
7 aYou are altogether beautiful, my darling,And there is no blemish in you.8 Come with me from aLebanon, my bbride,May you come with me from Lebanon.1Journey down from the top of cAmana,From the top of dSenir and Hermon,From the dens of lions,From the mountains of leopards.9 “You have made my heart beat faster, amy sister, my bride;You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes,With a single strand of your bnecklace.10 aHow beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!How much bbetter is your love than wine,And the cfragrance of your oilsThan all kinds of 1spices!11 “Your lips, my bride, adrip bhoney from the comb;Honey and milk are under your tongue,And the fragrance of your garments is like the cfragrance of Lebanon.12 “A garden locked is my sister, my bride,A 1rock garden locked, a aspring bsealed up.13 “Your shoots are 1an aorchard of bpomegranatesWith cchoice fruits, dhenna with nard plants,14 aNard and saffron, calamus and bcinnamon,With all the trees of cfrankincense,dMyrrh and aloes, along with all the finest 1spices.15 You are a garden spring,A well of 1afresh water,And streams flowing from Lebanon.”
16 1Awake, O north wind,And come, wind of the south;Make my agarden breathe out fragrance,Let its 2spices flow forth.May bmy beloved come into his gardenAnd eat its cchoice fruits!”
Solomon’s Love Expressed
“How fair and beautiful ayou are, my darling,How very beautiful!Your beyes cbehind your veil are like those of a dove;Your dhair is like the shimmering black fleece of a flock of Arabian goatsThat have descended from Mount eGilead beyond the Jordan.2 “Your ateeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewesWhich have come up from washing,All of which bear twins,And not one among them has lost her young.3 “Your lips are like a ribbon of ascarlet,And your bmouth is lovely.Your ctemples are like a slice of the pomegranateBehind your veil.4 “Your aneck is like the tower of David,Built with rows of glistening stones,Whereon bhang a thousand shields,All of them cshields of warriors.5 “Your atwo breasts are like two fawns,Twins of a gazelleWhich bfeed among the lilies.6 aUntil the day breaksAnd the shadows flee away,In my thoughts I will go my way to the mountain of bmyrrhAnd to the hill of cfrankincense.
7 aO my love, you are altogether beautiful and fair.There is no flaw nor blemish in you! John 14:18; Eph 5:278 Come away with me from aLebanon, my promised bbride,May you come with me from Lebanon.Journey down from the top of cAmana,From the summit of dSenir and Hermon,From the dens of lions,From the mountains of leopards. 2+@Cor 11:2, 39 “You have ravished my heart and given me courage, amy sister, my promised bride;You have ravished my heart and given me courage with a single glance of your eyes,With one jewel of your bnecklace.10 aHow beautiful is your love, my sister, my promised bride!How much bbetter is your love than wine,And the cfragrance of your oilsThan all kinds of balsam and spices. John 15:9; Rom 8:3511 “Your lips, my promised bride, adrip bhoney as the honeycomb;Honey and milk are under your tongue,And the fragrance of your garments is like the cfragrance of Lebanon.12 “A garden enclosed is my sister, my promised bride—A rock garden locked, a aspring bsealed up.13 “Your shoots are an aorchard of bpomegranates,A paradise with cprecious fruits, dhenna with fragrant plants, John 15:5; Eph 5:914 aFragrant plants and saffron, calamus and bcinnamon,With all trees of cfrankincense,dMyrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices.15 You are a fountain in a garden,A well of afresh and living water,And streams flowing from Lebanon.” John 4:10; 7:37, 38
(The Shulammite Bride)
16 “Awake, O north wind,And come, south wind blow softly upon my agarden;Make my garden breathe out fragrance, for the one in whom my soul delights,Let its spices flow forth.Let bmy beloved come into his gardenAnd eat its cchoicest fruits.”
(The Bridegroom)
Solomon’s Love Expressed
12How beautiful ayou are, my darling,3How beautiful you are!Your beyes are like doves cbehind your veil;Your dhair is like a flock of goatsThat have descended from Mount eGilead.2 “Your ateeth are like a flock of newly shorn ewesWhich have come up from their washing,All of which bear twins,And not one among them has 1lost her young.3 “Your lips are like a ascarlet thread,And your bmouth is lovely.Your ctemples are like a slice of a pomegranateBehind your veil.4 “Your aneck is like the tower of David,Built 1with rows of stonesOn which are bhung a thousand shields,All the round cshields of the mighty men.5 “Your atwo breasts are like two fawns,Twins of a gazelleWhich bfeed among the lilies.6 aUntil 1the cool of the dayWhen the shadows flee away,I will go my way to the mountain of bmyrrhAnd to the hill of cfrankincense.
7 aYou are altogether beautiful, my darling,And there is no blemish in you.8 Come with me from aLebanon, my bbride,May you come with me from Lebanon.1Journey down from the summit of cAmana,From the summit of dSenir and Hermon,From the dens of lions,From the mountains of leopards.9 “You have made my heart beat faster, amy sister, my bride;You have made my heart beat faster with a single glance of your eyes,With a single strand of your bnecklace.10 aHow beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!How much bbetter is your love than wine,And the cfragrance of your oilsThan all kinds of 1spices!11 “Your lips, my bride, adrip bhoney;Honey and milk are under your tongue,And the fragrance of your garments is like the cfragrance of Lebanon.12 “A garden locked is my sister, my bride,A 1rock garden locked, a aspring bsealed up.13 “Your shoots are an 1aorchard of bpomegranatesWith cchoice fruits, dhenna with nard plants,14 aNard and saffron, calamus and bcinnamon,With all the trees of cfrankincense,dMyrrh and aloes, along with all the finest 1spices.15 You are a garden spring,A well of 1afresh water,And streams flowing from Lebanon.”
16 1Awake, O north wind,And come, wind of the south;Make my agarden breathe out fragrance,Let its 2spices 3be wafted abroad.May bmy beloved come into his gardenAnd eat its cchoice fruits!”
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