In Context

11 Thy lips, my spouse, drop as the honeycomb; Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

12 A garden enclosed is my sister, my spouse; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

13 Thy shoots are a paradise of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants;

14 Spikenard and saffron; Calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; Myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:

15 A fountain in the gardens, A well of living waters, Which stream from Lebanon.

16 Awake, north wind, and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat its precious fruits.

Song of Solomon 4:14 in Other Translations