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Song of Solomon 4

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.

New Living Translation NLT

1 You are beautiful, my darling, beautiful beyond words. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair falls in waves, like a flock of goats winding down the slopes of Gilead.

2 Your teeth are as white as sheep, recently shorn and freshly washed. Your smile is flawless, each tooth matched with its twin.

3 Your lips are like scarlet ribbon; your mouth is inviting. Your cheeks are like rosy pomegranates behind your veil.

4 Your neck is as beautiful as the tower of David, jeweled with the shields of a thousand heroes.

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

6 Before the dawn breezes blow and the night shadows flee, I will hurry to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.

7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling, beautiful in every way.

8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Come down from Mount Amana, from the peaks of Senir and Hermon, where the lions have their dens and leopards live among the hills.

9 You have captured my heart, my treasure, my bride. You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes, with a single jewel of your necklace.

10 Your love delights me, my treasure, my bride. Your love is better than wine, your perfume more fragrant than spices.

11 Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. Your clothes are scented like the cedars of Lebanon.

12 You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride, a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.

13 Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates with rare spices— henna with nard,

14 nard and saffron, fragrant calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes, and every other lovely spice.

15 You are a garden fountain, a well of fresh water streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains.

16 Awake, north wind! Rise up, south wind! Blow on my garden and spread its fragrance all around. Come into your garden, my love; taste its finest fruits.