Song of Songs 1:9-17

9I have compared you, my love, To my filly among Pharaoh’s chariots.

10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, Your neck with chains of gold.

11We will make you ornaments of gold With studs of silver.

12While the king is at his table, My spikenard sends forth its fragrance.

13A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts.

14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms In the vineyards of En Gedi.

15Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair! You have dove’s eyes.

16Behold, you are handsome, my beloved! Yes, pleasant! Also our bed is green.

17The beams of our houses are cedar, And our rafters of fir.