Song of Solomon 4:6 BBE

⁴  Your neck is like the tower of David made for a store-house of arms, in which a thousand breastplates are hanging, breastplates for fighting-men.

⁵  Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth, which take their food among the lilies.

⁶  Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

⁷  You are all fair, my love; there is no mark on you.

⁸  Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, with me from Lebanon; see from the top of Amana, from the top of Senir and Hermon, from the places of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.