Cantares


  • |Cantares 4:1| Behold, you [are] fair, my love! Behold, you [are] fair! You [have] dove's eyes behind your veil. Your hair [is] like a flock of goats, Going down from Mount Gilead.

  • |Cantares 4:2| Your teeth [are] like a flock of shorn [sheep] Which have come up from the washing, Every one of which bears twins, And none [is] barren among them.

  • |Cantares 4:3| Your lips [are] like a strand of scarlet, And your mouth is lovely. Your temples behind your veil [Are] like a piece of pomegranate.

  • |Cantares 4:4| Your neck [is] like the tower of David, Built for an armory, On which hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men.

  • |Cantares 4:5| Your two breasts [are] like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle, Which feed among the lilies.

  • |Cantares 4:6| Until the day breaks And the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh And to the hill of frankincense.

  • |Cantares 4:7| You [are] all fair, my love, And [there is] no spot in you.

  • |Cantares 4:8| Come with me from Lebanon, [my] spouse, 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.

  • |Cantares 4:9| You have ravished my heart, My sister, [my] spouse; You have ravished my heart With one [look] of your eyes, With one link of your necklace.

  • |Cantares 4:10| How fair is your love, My sister, [my] spouse! How much better than wine is your love, And the scent of your perfumes Than all spices!


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