Song of Solomon 4:1

Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food. esteemed: Heb. hid, or, laid up my: or, my appointed portion

Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.

For wisdom is better than rubies; and all the things that may be desired are not to be compared to it.

My son, eat thou honey, because it is good; and the honeycomb, which is sweet to thy taste: to: Heb. upon thy palate

So shall the knowledge of wisdom be unto thy soul: when thou hast found it, then there shall be a reward, and thy expectation shall not be cut off.

Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. thy: Heb. thy loves

I am come into 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: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. yea: or, and be drunken with loves

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. my love: or, my companion

Leah was tender eyed; but Rachel was beautiful and well favoured.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.