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== Shir Hashirim (Book of Song of songs), Chapter 4 ==
<named id="1"/><sup>1</sup> Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil; thy hair is as a flock of goats, that trail down from mount Gilead.
<named id="2"/><sup>2</sup> Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes all shaped alike, which are come up from the washing; whereof all are paired, and none faileth among them.
<named id="3"/><sup>3</sup> Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely; thy temples are like a pomegranate split open behind thy veil.
<named id="4"/><sup>4</sup> Thy neck is like the tower of David builded with turrets, whereon there hang a thousand shields, all the armour of the mighty men.
<named id="5"/><sup>5</sup> Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a gazelle, which feed among the lilies.
<named id="6"/><sup>6</sup> Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
<named id="7"/><sup>7</sup> Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee.
<named id="8"/><sup>8</sup> 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.
<named id="9"/><sup>9</sup> Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one bead of thy necklace.
<named id="10"/><sup>10</sup> How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices!
<named id="11"/><sup>11</sup> Thy lips, O my bride, drop honey--honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
<named id="12"/><sup>12</sup> A garden shut up is my sister, my bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
<named id="13"/><sup>13</sup> Thy shoots are a park of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
<named id="14"/><sup>14</sup> Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
<named id="15"/><sup>15</sup> Thou art a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
<named id="16"/><sup>16</sup> Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.
== See also ==
* [[Shir Hashirim 3|Previous Chapter]]
* [[Shir Hashirim 4 Commentaries]]
* [[Shir Hashirim 5|Next Chapter]]
== References ==
<references />
[[Category:Learning resources]]
[[Category:Bible]]
[[Category:Bible Contents]]
[[he:שיר השירים ד]]
[[1917 JPS Copyright|Portions © 1997 by Benyamin Pilant. Portions © 1998 by Larry Nelson.]]
<named id="1"/><sup>1</sup> Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thine eyes are as doves behind thy veil; thy hair is as a flock of goats, that trail down from mount Gilead.
<named id="2"/><sup>2</sup> Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes all shaped alike, which are come up from the washing; whereof all are paired, and none faileth among them.
<named id="3"/><sup>3</sup> Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy mouth is comely; thy temples are like a pomegranate split open behind thy veil.
<named id="4"/><sup>4</sup> Thy neck is like the tower of David builded with turrets, whereon there hang a thousand shields, all the armour of the mighty men.
<named id="5"/><sup>5</sup> Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a gazelle, which feed among the lilies.
<named id="6"/><sup>6</sup> Until the day breathe, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
<named id="7"/><sup>7</sup> Thou art all fair, my love; and there is no spot in thee.
<named id="8"/><sup>8</sup> 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.
<named id="9"/><sup>9</sup> Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my bride; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one bead of thy necklace.
<named id="10"/><sup>10</sup> How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all manner of spices!
<named id="11"/><sup>11</sup> Thy lips, O my bride, drop honey--honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
<named id="12"/><sup>12</sup> A garden shut up is my sister, my bride; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
<named id="13"/><sup>13</sup> Thy shoots are a park of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
<named id="14"/><sup>14</sup> Spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
<named id="15"/><sup>15</sup> Thou art a fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and flowing streams from Lebanon.
<named id="16"/><sup>16</sup> Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his precious fruits.
== See also ==
* [[Shir Hashirim 3|Previous Chapter]]
* [[Shir Hashirim 4 Commentaries]]
* [[Shir Hashirim 5|Next Chapter]]
== References ==
<references />
[[Category:Learning resources]]
[[Category:Bible]]
[[Category:Bible Contents]]
[[he:שיר השירים ד]]
[[1917 JPS Copyright|Portions © 1997 by Benyamin Pilant. Portions © 1998 by Larry Nelson.]]
