Your lips are as a thread of scarlet, and your speech is comely: like the rind of a pomegranate is your cheek without your veil.

His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.

and your throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

But I will hope continually, and will praise You more and more.

My mouth shall declare Your righteousness openly, [and] Your salvation all the day; for I am not acquainted with the affairs [of men].

My lips shall rejoice when I sing to You; and my soul, which You have redeemed.

Moreover also my tongue shall dwell all the day upon Your righteousness; when they shall be ashamed and confounded that seek my hurt.

Good words are [like] honeycombs, and the sweetness thereof is a healing of the soul.

Take with you words, and turn to the Lord your God. Speak to Him, that you may not receive [the reward of] unrighteousness, but that you may receive good things; and we will render in return the fruit of our lips.

Therefore through Him let us continually offer up a sacrifice of praise to God, that is, the fruit of our lips, confessing to His name.

Let my kinsman come down into his garden, and eat the fruit of his choice berries. I have come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spices; I have eaten my bread with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; yes, brethren, drink abundantly.

[My] son, eat honey, for the honeycomb is good, that your mouth may be sweetened.

Thus shall you perceive wisdom in your soul: for if you find it, your end shall be good, and hope shall not fail you.

Butter and honey shall He eat, before He knows either to prefer evil [or] choose the good.

How beautiful are your breasts, my sister, my spouse! How much more beautiful are your breasts than wine, and the smell of your garments than all spices!

And he came close and kissed him, and smelled the smell of his garments, and blessed him, and said, Behold, the smell of my son is as the smell of an abundant field, which the Lord has blessed.

Myrrh, aloes, and cassia [emanate] from Your garments, [and] out of the ivory palaces,

They shall return, and dwell under his shadow: they shall live and be satisfied with grain, and he shall flower like a vine. His memorial shall be to Ephraim as the wine of Lebanon.