Your lips are like a strand of scarlet, and your mouth is lovely. Your temples behind your veil are like a piece of pomegranate.

His cheeks are like a bed of spices, like grown herbs. His lips are like lilies, dripping flowing myrrh.

and the roof of your mouth like excellent wine. Shulamite: The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding gently over the lips into sleep.

But I will hope continually, and I have praised You again and again.

My mouth shall recount Your righteousness and Your salvation all the day; for I do not know their number.

My lips shall greatly rejoice when I make music unto You, and my soul, which You have redeemed.

My tongue also shall meditate on Your righteousness all day long; for those who seek evil upon me are abashed; they are brought to shame.

Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones.

Take words with you and return to Jehovah. Say to Him, Take away all iniquity and receive us with grace, that we may repay with the calves of our lips.

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

The Beloved: I have come to 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. To His Friends: Eat, O friends! Drink, yes, get drunk, O beloved ones!

My son, eat honey, because it is good; and the honeycomb which is sweet to your taste.

So shall the knowledge of wisdom be to your soul; when you have found it, then there shall be a reward, and your expectation shall not be cut off.

Butter and honey He shall eat until He knows to refuse the evil and choose the good.

How beautiful is your love, My sister, my spouse! How much better than wine is your love, and the scent of your ointments than all spices!

And he came near and kissed him; and he smelled the smell of his clothing, and blessed him and said: Surely, the smell of my son is like the smell of a field which Jehovah has blessed.

All Your garments smell of myrrh, and aloes and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, by which they have made You glad.

They who live under his shadow shall return; they shall live like the grain, and blossom like the vine; their remembrance shall be as the wine of Lebanon.