Song of Solomon 4:11 CPDV

⁹  You have wounded my heart, my sister, my spouse. You have wounded my heart with one look of your eyes, and with one lock of hair on your neck.

¹⁰  How beautiful are your breasts, my sister, my spouse! Your breasts are more beautiful than wine, and the fragrance of your ointments is above all aromatic oils.

¹¹  Your lips, my spouse, are a dripping honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue. And the fragrance of your garments is like the odor of frankincense.

¹²  An enclosed garden is my sister, my spouse: an enclosed garden, a sealed fountain.

¹³  You send forth a paradise of pomegranates along with the fruits of the orchard: Cypress grapes, with aromatic oil;