Song of Solomon 4

¹Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair;

²Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing;

³Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely:

⁴Thy neck is like the tower of David

⁵Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins,

⁶Until the day break, and the shadows flee away,

⁷Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

⁸Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon:

⁹Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse;

¹⁰How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse!

¹¹Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb:

¹²A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse;

¹³Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits;

¹⁴Spikenard and saffron;

¹⁵A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters,

¹⁶Awake, O north wind; and come thou south;