Song 4 | ESV | STEP | Behold , you are beautiful , my love , behold , you are beautiful ! Your eyes are doves behind your veil . Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead .

1 Behold, ^ayou are beautiful, my love,
behold, you are beautiful!
^bYour eyes are doves
^cbehind your veil.
^dYour hair is like a flock of goats
leaping down ^ethe slopes of Gilead.
2 Your ^fteeth are like a flock of shorn ewes
that have come up from the washing,
all of which bear twins,
and not one among them has lost its young.
3 Your lips are like ^ga scarlet thread,
and your mouth is ^hlovely.
Your ⁱcheeks are like halves of a pomegranate
^jbehind your veil.
4 Your ^kneck is like the tower of David,
built in ^lrows of stone; ^{▼▼The meaning of the Hebrew word is uncertain}
on it ⁿhang a thousand shields,
all of ^othem shields of warriors.
5 Your ^ptwo breasts are like two ^qfawns,
twins of a gazelle,
that ^rgraze among the lilies.
6 ^sUntil the day breathes
and the shadows flee,
I will go away to the mountain of ^tmyrrh
and the hill of ^ufrankincense.
7 ^vYou are altogether beautiful, my love;
there is no ^wflaw in you.
8 ^xCome with me from ^yLebanon, my ^zbride;
come with me from ^aaLebanon.
Depart ^{▼▼Or Look} from the peak of Amana,
from the peak of ^acSenir and ^adHermon,
from the dens of lions,
from the mountains of leopards.
9 You have captivated my heart, my ^aesister, my bride;
you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes,
with one ^afjewel of your necklace.
10 How beautiful is your love, my ^agsister, my bride!
How much ^ahbetter is your love than wine,
and ^aithe fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11 Your ^ajlips drip nectar, my bride;
^akhoney and milk are under your tongue;
the fragrance of your garments is ^allike the fragrance of ^amLebanon.
12 A garden locked is my ^ansister, my bride,
a spring locked, ^aoa fountain ^apsealed.
13 Your shoots are ^aqan orchard of pomegranates
with all ^archoicest fruits,
^ashenna with ^atnard,
14 nard and saffron, ^aucalamus and ^avcinnamon,
with all trees of ^awfrankincense,
^axmyrrh and ^ayaloes,
with all ^azchoice spices—
15 a garden fountain, a well of ^baliving water,
and flowing streams from ^bbLebanon.
16 Awake, O north wind,
and come, O south wind!
Blow upon my ^bcgarden,
let its spices flow.

Together in the Garden of Love

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^bdLet my beloved come to his ^begarden,
and eat its ^bfchoicest fruits.