jub - Songs:4

jub@Songs:4:1 @ Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes within thy locks; thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from mount Gilead.

jub@Songs:4:2 @ Thy teeth [are] like a flock [of sheep that are even] shorn, which came up from the washing; of which every one bear twins, and none [is] barren among them.

jub@Songs:4:3 @ Thy lips [are] like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech [is] lovely; thy temples [are] like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

jub@Songs:4:4 @ Thy neck [is] like the tower of David built for teaching, upon which there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

jub@Songs:4:5 @ Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes that are twins, which are fed among the lilies.

jub@Songs:4:6 @ Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, [I] will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense.

jub@Songs:4:7 @ Thou [art] all fair, my love; [there is] no spot in thee.

jub@Songs:4:8 @ With me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, thou shalt come with me from Lebanon; thou shalt look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

jub@Songs:4:9 @ Thou hast taken hold of my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast imprisoned my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

jub@Songs:4:10 @ How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

jub@Songs:4:11 @ Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drip [as] the honeycomb; honey and milk [are] under thy tongue, and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.

jub@Songs:4:12 @ A closed garden [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

jub@Songs:4:13 @ Thy [newly budded] plants [are] a paradise of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

jub@Songs:4:14 @ spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

jub@Songs:4:15 @ A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, that flow from Lebanon.

jub@Songs:4:16 @ Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden [that] the aroma [of its spices] may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his sweet fruits.: