New Living Translation
Song of Songs • Chapter 4
1
You are beautiful, my darling,<br>beautiful beyond words.<br>Your eyes are like doves<br>behind your veil.<br>Your hair falls in waves,<br>like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.<br>
2
Your teeth are as white as sheep,<br>recently shorn and freshly washed.<br>Your smile is flawless,<br>each tooth matched with its twin.<br>
3
Your lips are like scarlet ribbon;<br>your mouth is inviting.<br>Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates<br>behind your veil.<br>
4
Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David,<br>jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes.<br>
5
Your breasts are like two fawns,<br>twin fawns of a gazelle grazing among the lilies.<br>
6
Before the dawn breezes blow<br>and the night shadows flee,<br>I will hurry to the mountain of myrrh<br>and to the hill of frankincense.<br>
7
You are altogether beautiful, my darling,<br>beautiful in every way.<br>
8
Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,<br>come with me from Lebanon.<br>Come down from Mount Amana,<br>from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,<br>where the lions have their dens<br>and leopards live among the hills.<br>
9
You have captured my heart,<br>my treasure, my bride.<br>You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes,<br>with a single jewel of your necklace.<br>
10
Your love delights me,<br>my treasure, my bride.<br>Your love is better than wine,<br>your perfume more fragrant than spices.<br>
11
Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride.<br>Honey and milk are under your tongue.<br>Your clothes are scented<br>like the cedars of Lebanon.<br>
12
You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride,<br>a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.<br>
13
Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates<br>with rare spices —<br>henna with nard,<br>
14
nard and saffron,<br>fragrant calamus and cinnamon,<br>with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes,<br>and every other lovely spice.<br>
15
You are a garden fountain,<br>a well of fresh water<br>streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains.<br>
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Awake, north wind!<br>Rise up, south wind!<br>Blow on my garden<br>and spread its fragrance all around.<br>Come into your garden, my love;<br>taste its finest fruits.<br>
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