4:1 Behold,
you
are
beautiful,
my
love,
behold,
you
are
beautiful!
Your
eyes
are
doves
behind
your
veil.
Your
hair
is
like
a
flock
of
goats
leaping
down
the
slopes
of
Gilead.
4:2 Your
teeth
are
like
a
flock
of
shorn
ewes
that
have
come
up
from
the
washing,
all
of
which
bear
twins,
and
not
one
among
them
has
lost
its
young.
4:3 Your
lips
are
like
a
scarlet
thread,
and
your
mouth
is
lovely.
Your
cheeks
are
like
halves
of
a
pomegranate
behind
your
veil.
4:4 Your
neck
is
like
the
tower
of
David,
built
in
rows
of
stone;
on
it
hang
a
thousand
shields,
all
of
them
shields
of
warriors.
4:5 Your
two
breasts
are
like
two
fawns,
twins
of
a
gazelle,
that
graze
among
the
lilies.
4:6 Until
the
day
breathes
and
the
shadows
flee,
I
will
go
away
to
the
mountain
of
myrrh
and
the
hill
of
frankincense.
4:7 You
are
altogether
beautiful,
my
love;
there
is
no
flaw
in
you.
4:8 Come
with
me
from
Lebanon,
my
bride;
come
with
me
from
Lebanon.
Depart
from
the
peak
of
Amana,
from
the
peak
of
Senir
and
Hermon,
from
the
dens
of
lions,
from
the
mountains
of
leopards.
4:9 You
have
captivated
my
heart,
my
sister,
my
bride;
you
have
captivated
my
heart
with
one
glance
of
your
eyes,
with
one
jewel
of
your
necklace.
4:10 How
beautiful
is
your
love,
my
sister,
my
bride!
How
much
better
is
your
love
than
wine,
and
the
fragrance
of
your
oils
than
any
spice!
4:11 Your
lips
drip
nectar,
my
bride;
honey
and
milk
are
under
your
tongue;
the
fragrance
of
your
garments
is
like
the
fragrance
of
Lebanon.
4:12 A
garden
locked
is
my
sister,
my
bride,
a
spring
locked,
a
fountain
sealed.
4:13 Your
shoots
are
an
orchard
of
pomegranates
with
all
choicest
fruits,
henna
with
nard,
4:14 nard
and
saffron,
calamus
and
cinnamon,
with
all
trees
of
frankincense,
myrrh
and
aloes,
with
all
choice
spices--
4:15 a
garden
fountain,
a
well
of
living
water,
and
flowing
streams
from
Lebanon.
4:16 Awake,
O
north
wind,
and
come,
O
south
wind!
Blow
upon
my
garden,
let
its
spices
flow.
Let
my
beloved
come
to
his
garden,
and
eat
its
choicest
fruits.