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Song of Solomon 4

Good News Translation GNT

1 How beautiful you are, my love! How your eyes shine with love behind your veil. Your hair dances like a flock of goats bounding down the hills of Gilead.

2 Your teeth are as white as sheep that have just been shorn and washed. Not one of them is missing; they are all perfectly matched.

3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon; how lovely they are when you speak. Your cheeks glow behind your veil.

4 Your neck is like the tower of David, round and smooth, with a necklace like a thousand shields hung around it.

5 Your breasts are like gazelles, twin deer feeding among lilies.

6 I will stay on the hill of myrrh, the hill of incense, until the morning breezes blow and the darkness disappears.

7 How beautiful you are, my love; how perfect you are!

8 Come with me from the Lebanon Mountains, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Come down from the top of Mount Amana, from Mount Senir and Mount Hermon, where the lions and leopards live.

9 The look in your eyes, my sweetheart and bride, and the necklace you are wearing have stolen my heart.

10 Your love delights me, my sweetheart and bride. Your love is better than wine; your perfume more fragrant than any spice.

11 The taste of honey is on your lips, my darling; your tongue is milk and honey for me. Your clothing has all the fragrance of Lebanon.

12 My sweetheart, my bride, is a secret garden, a walled garden, a private spring;

13 there the plants flourish. They grow like an orchard of pomegranate trees and bear the finest fruits. There is no lack of henna and nard,

14 of saffron, calamus, and cinnamon, or incense of every kind. Myrrh and aloes grow there with all the most fragrant perfumes.

15 Fountains water the garden, streams of flowing water, brooks gushing down from the Lebanon Mountains.

16 Wake up, North Wind. South Wind, blow on my garden; fill the air with fragrance. Let my lover come to his garden and eat the best of its fruits.

World English Bible WEB

1 Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, That descend from Mount Gilead.

2 Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, Which have come up from the washing, Where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved among them.

3 Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

4 Your neck is like David's tower built for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand shields, All the shields of the mighty men.

5 Your two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.

6 Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, To the hill of frankincense.

7 You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, With me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, With one chain of your neck.

10 How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than all manner of spices!

11 Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

12 A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; A locked up spring, A sealed fountain.

13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits: Henna with spikenard plants,

14 Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; Myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices,

15 A fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, Flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved

16 Awake, north wind; and come, you south; Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And taste his precious fruits. Lover