Darby's English Translation

Song of Solomon 3

The Song of Songs, Which is Solomon's

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Chapter 4

1

 

  Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are doves behind thy veil; Thy hair is as a flock of goats, On the slopes of mount Gilead.  

 

 


2

 

  Thy teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And none is barren among them.  

 

 


3

 

  Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy speech is comely; As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.  

 

 


4

 

  Thy neck is like the tower of David, Built for an armoury: A thousand bucklers hang thereon, All shields of mighty men.  

 

 


5

 

  Thy two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.  

 

 


6

 

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

 

 


7

 

  Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.  

 

 


8

 

  [Come] with me, from Lebanon, [my] spouse, With me from Lebanon, -- Come, look from the top of Amanah, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.  

 

 


9

 

  Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.  

 

 


10

 

  How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine ointments than all spices!  

 

 


11

 

  Thy lips, [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.  

 

 


12

 

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

 

 


13

 

  Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants;  

 

 


14

 

  Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:  

 

 


15

 

  A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon.  

 

 


16

 

  Awake, north wind, and come, [thou] south; Blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.  

 

 


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