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Solomon’s Love Expressed

1“Lit BeholdHow beautiful you are, my darling,

Lit Behold How beautiful you are!

Your eyes are like doves behind your veil;

Your hair is like a flock of goats

That have descended from Mount Gilead.

2Your teeth are like a flock of newly shorn sheep

Which have come up from their watering place,

All of which bear twins,

And not one among them has lost her young.

3Your lips are like a scarlet thread,

And your mouth is beautiful.

Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate

Behind your veil.

4Your neck is like the tower of David,

Built with layers of stones

On which are hung a thousand shields,

All the round shields of the warriors.

5Your two breasts are like two fawns,

Twins of a gazelle

That graze among the lilies.

6Until Lit the day blowsthe cool of the day

When the shadows flee,

I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh

And to the hill of frankincense.

7“You are altogether beautiful, my darling,

And there is no blemish on you.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,

You shall come with me from Lebanon.

You shall Or lookcome down from the summit of Amana,

From the summit of Senir and Hermon,

From the dens of lions,

From the mountains of leopards.

9You have Or stolenenchanted my heart, my sister, my bride;

You have Or stolenenchanted my heart with a single glance of your eyes,

With a single strand of your necklace.

10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!

How much Lit bettersweeter is your love than wine,

And the fragrance of your oils

Than that of all kinds of balsam oils!

11Your lips drip honey, my bride;

Honey and milk are under your tongue,

And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

12A locked garden is my sister, my bride,

A locked spring, a sealed fountain.

13Your branches are an Or park; or gardenorchard of pomegranates

With delicious fruits, henna with nard plants,

14Nard and saffron, spice reed and cinnamon,

With all the trees of frankincense,

Myrrh, and aloes, along with all the finest balsam oils.

15 You are a garden spring,

A well of Lit living; i.e., runningfresh water,

And flowing streams from Lebanon.”

The Bride

16“Awake, north wind,

And come, wind of the south;

Or Drift through my Make my garden breathe out fragrance,

May its balsam oils flow.

May my beloved come into his garden

And eat its delicious fruits!”