9  I compare you, ^vmy love,

to ^wa mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.

2  As a lily among brambles,

so is ^lmy love among the young women.

10  My beloved speaks and says to me:

^a“Arise, my love, my beautiful one,

and come away,

13  ^eThe fig tree ripens its figs,

and ^fthe vines are in blossom;

they give forth fragrance.

^gArise, my love, my beautiful one,

and come away.

4  Behold, ^myou are beautiful, my love,

behold, you are beautiful!

ⁿYour eyes are doves

^obehind your veil.

^pYour hair is like a flock of goats

leaping down ^qthe slopes of Gilead.

7  ^eYou are altogether beautiful, my love;

there is no ^fflaw in you.

2  I slept, but my heart was awake.

A sound! My beloved is ^mknocking.

“Open to me, my ⁿsister, my ^olove,

my ^pdove, my ^qperfect one,

for my head is wet with dew,

my ^rlocks with the drops of the night.”

4  You are beautiful as ^vTirzah, ^wmy love,

^xlovely as ^yJerusalem,

^zawesome as an army with banners.