Song of Songs 4 — Legacy Standard Bible

Solomon Praises the Beauty of His Bride

4“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 ¹^,^bfeed 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 ¹^,^afresh 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!”