Song of Solomon 4:9-13

“You have enchanted my heart, my sister, my bride; You have enchanted my heart with a single glance of your eyes, With a single strand of your necklace.

“How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much sweeter is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than that of all kinds of balsam oils!

“Your lips drip honey, my bride; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

“A locked garden is my sister, my bride, A locked spring, a sealed fountain.

“Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates With delicious fruits, henna with nard plants,