Song of Solomon 4:8-16

New Living Translation

⁸ Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
    come with me from Lebanon.
Come down^[a] from Mount Amana,
    from the peaks of Senir and Hermon,
where the lions have their dens
    and leopards live among the hills.

⁹ You have captured my heart,
    my treasure,^[b] my bride.
You hold it hostage with one glance of your eyes,
    with a single jewel of your necklace.
¹⁰ Your love delights me,
    my treasure, my bride.
Your love is better than wine,
    your perfume more fragrant than spices.
¹¹ Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride.
    Honey and milk are under your tongue.
Your clothes are scented
    like the cedars of Lebanon.

¹² You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride,
    a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.
¹³ Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates
    with rare spices—
henna with nard,
¹⁴     nard and saffron,
    fragrant calamus and cinnamon,
with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh, and aloes,
    and every other lovely spice.
¹⁵ You are a garden fountain,
    a well of fresh water
    streaming down from Lebanon’s mountains.