Song of Songs 4:10-16

10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my [promised] bride! How much better is your love than wine, And the fragrance of your oils Than all kinds of balsam and spices.

11Your lips, my [promised] bride, drip honey [as the honeycomb]; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

12A garden enclosed is my sister, my [promised] bride— A rock garden locked, a spring sealed up.

13Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, [A paradise] with precious fruits, henna with fragrant plants,

14Fragrant plants and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, along with all the finest spices.

15You are a fountain in a garden, A well of fresh and living water, And streams flowing from Lebanon.”

16“Awake, O north wind, And come, south wind [blow softly upon my garden]; Make my garden breathe out fragrance, [for the one in whom my soul delights], Let its spices flow forth. Let my beloved come into his garden And eat its choicest fruits.”