Song of Solomon 4:8 BBE

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.

⁹  You have taken away my heart, my sister, my bride; you have taken away my heart, with one look you have taken it, with one chain of your neck!

¹⁰  How fair is your love, my sister! How much better is your love than wine, and the smell of your oils than any perfume!