Song of Solomon 4:1-8

4How beautiful you are, my love, how very beautiful! Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats, moving down the slopes of Gilead. 2Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them is bereaved. 3Your lips are like a crimson thread, and your mouth is lovely. Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. 4Your neck is like the tower of David, built in courses; on it hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors. 5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, that feed among the lilies. 6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will hasten to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense. 7You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.

8Come with me from Lebanon, my bride; come with me from Lebanon. Depart from the peak of Amana, from the peak of Senir and Hermon, from the dens of lions, from the mountains of leopards.

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