Song of Solomon 4

1 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves’ eyes within your locks: your hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

Here you [are] beautiful O friend my here you [are] beautiful eyes your [are] doves from behind to veil your hair your [is] like [the] flock of she-goats that have descended from [the] mountain of Gilead.

2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.

Teeth your [are] like [the] flock of shorn [ewes] that have come up from the washing that all of them [are] bearing twins and [is one] deprived of offspring there not among them.

3 Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely: your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.

[are] like [the] thread of Scarlet lips your and mouth your [is] lovely [is] like [the] slice of pomegranate temple your from behind to veil your.

4 Your neck is like the tower of David built for an armory, where on there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

[is] like [the] tower of David neck your built to layers thousand shield[s] [is] hung on it all [the] shields of the warriors.

5 Your two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

[the] two Breasts your [are] like two fawns twins of a gazelle which graze among the lilies.

6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

Until that will breathe the day and they will flee the shadows I will go myself to [the] mountain of myrrh and to [the] hill of frankincense.

7 You are all fair, my love; there is no spot in you.

All of you [is] beautiful O friend my and [is] blemish there not in you.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions’ dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

With me from Lebanon O bride with me from Lebanon you will come you will come down - from [the] top of Amana from [the] top of Senir and Hermon from [the] dens of lions from [the] mountains of leopards.

9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

You have stolen heart my O sister my bride you have stolen heart my (with one *Q(K)*) from eyes your with one necklace from necklaces your.

10 How fair is your love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is your love than wine! and the smell of your ointments than all spices!

How! they are beautiful love your O sister my bride how! they are good love your more than wine and [the] odor of oils your more than all spices.

11 Your lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

Honey they drip lips your O bride honey and milk [are] under tongue your and [the] odor of garments your [is] like [the] odor of Lebanon.

12 A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

[is] a garden - Locked sister my bride a spring locked a spring sealed up.

13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

Shoots your [are] a garden of pomegranates with fruit of choice henna plants with nard plants.

14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

Nard - and saffron calamus and cinnamon with all [the] trees of frankincense myrrh and aloes with all [the] choicest of spices.

15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.

A spring of gardens a well of water living and flowing from Lebanon.

16 Awake, O north wind; and come, you south; blow on my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

Awake O north wind and come O south wind make breathe garden my let them flow spices its let him come lover my to garden his so he may eat [the] fruit of choice its.