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Song of Solomon 4

The Complete Jewish Bible CJB

1 [He] How beautiful you are, my love! How beautiful you are! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gil'ad.

2 Your teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep that have just come up from being washed; each of them is matched, and none of them is missing.

3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like a pomegranate split open behind your veil.

4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built magnificently, on which hang a thousand bucklers, each one a brave warrior's shield.

5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle grazing among lilies.

6 When the day's cool breeze comes up and the shadows lengthen, I will get myself to the mountain of myrrh to the hill of frankincense.

7 Everything about you is beautiful, my love; you are without a flaw.

8 Come with me from the L'vanon, my bride, come with me from the L'vanon. Come down from the heights of Amanah, from the heights of S'nir and Hermon, down from the lions' lairs and the leopard-haunted hills.

9 My sister, my bride, you have carried my heart away! With just one glance, with one bead of your necklace you have carried my heart away.

10 My sister, my bride, how sweet is your love! How much better your love than wine, more fragrant your perfumes than any spice!

11 Your lips, my bride, drip honey; honey and milk are under your tongue; and the scent of your garments is like the scent of the L'vanon.

12 My sister, my bride, is a garden locked up, a pool covered over, a spring sealed shut.

13 You are an orchard that puts forth pomegranates and other precious fruits, henna and nard

14 nard, saffron and aromatic cane, cinnamon and all kinds of frankincense trees, myrrh, aloes, all the best spices.

15 You are a garden fountain, a spring of running water, flowing down from the L'vanon.

16 [She] Awake, north wind! Come, south wind! Blow on my garden to spread its fragrance. Let my darling enter his garden and eat its finest fruit.

The Message Bible MSG

1 You're so beautiful, my darling, so beautiful, and your dove eyes are veiled By your hair as it flows and shimmers, like a flock of goats in the distance streaming down a hillside in the sunshine.

2 Your smile is generous and full - expressive and strong and clean.

3 Your lips are jewel red, your mouth elegant and inviting, your veiled cheeks soft and radiant.

4 The smooth, lithe lines of your neck command notice - all heads turn in awe and admiration!

5 Your breasts are like fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the first spring flowers.

6 The sweet, fragrant curves of your body, the soft, spiced contours of your flesh Invite me, and I come. I stay until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.

7 You're beautiful from head to toe, my dear love, beautiful beyond compare, absolutely flawless.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride. Leave Lebanon behind, and come. Leave your high mountain hideaway. Abandon your wilderness seclusion, Where you keep company with lions and panthers guard your safety.

9 You've captured my heart, dear friend. You looked at me, and I fell in love. One look my way and I was hopelessly in love!

10 How beautiful your love, dear, dear friend - far more pleasing than a fine, rare wine, your fragrance more exotic than select spices.

11 The kisses of your lips are honey, my love, every syllable you speak a delicacy to savor. Your clothes smell like the wild outdoors, the ozone scent of high mountains.

12 Dear lover and friend, you're a secret garden, a private and pure fountain.

13 Body and soul, you are paradise, a whole orchard of succulent fruits - Ripe apricots and peaches, oranges and pears; Nut trees and cinnamon, and all scented woods;

14 Mint and lavender, and all herbs aromatic;

15 A garden fountain, sparkling and splashing, fed by spring waters from the Lebanon mountains.

16 Wake up, North Wind, get moving, South Wind! Breathe on my garden, fill the air with spice fragrance. Oh, let my lover enter his garden! Yes, let him eat the fine, ripe fruits.