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.
Solomon Admires His Bride’s Beauty
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.
The Bride Searches for Her Beloved
2 I slept, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My beloved is mknocking.
for my head is wet with dew,
my rlocks with the drops of the night.”
Solomon and His Bride Delight in Each Other
zawesome as an army with banners.