Song of Songs 1:9-17

9I compare you, my darling, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.

10Your cheeks are beautiful with jewelry, your neck with its necklace.

11We will make gold jewelry for you, accented with silver.

12While the king is on his couch, my perfume releases its fragrance.

13The one I love is a sachet of myrrh to me, spending the night between my breasts.

14The one I love is a cluster of henna blossoms to me, in the vineyards of En-gedi.

15How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Your eyes are doves.

16How handsome you are, my love. How delightful! Our bed is verdant;

17the beams of our house are cedars, and our rafters are cypresses.