The Old Testament
| Book | Chapter | Verse | |
|---|---|---|---|
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (2) Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; wereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (3) Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (4) Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (5) Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (6) Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (7) Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (8) Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (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. | |
| Song of Solomon | 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! | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (11) Thy lips, O 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. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (12) A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (13) Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (14) Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices: | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (15) A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon. | |
| Song of Solomon | 4 | (16) 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 pleasant fruits. | |
| Song of Solomon | 5 | (1) I AM come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. | |
| Song of Solomon | 5 | (2) I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. | |
| Song of Solomon | 5 | (3) I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? | |
| Song of Solomon | 5 | (4) My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. | |
| Song of Solomon | 5 | (5) I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. | |