1 The praises of the Church 7 She is without blemish in his sight 9 The love of Christ towards her.
2.Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep in good order, which go up from the washing: which every one bring out twins, and none is barren among them.
3.Thy lips are like a tread of scarlet and thy talk is comelie: thy temples are within thy locks as a piece of a pomegranate.
4.Thy neck is as the tower of David built for defence: a thousand shields hang therein, and all the targets of the strong men.
6.Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will go into the mountain of myrrh and to the mountain of incense.
7.Thou art all fair, my love, and there is no spot in thee.
10.My sister, my spouse, how fair is thy love? how much better is thy love then wine? and the savour of thine ointments then all spices?
12.My sister my spouse is as a garden inclosed, as a spring shut up, and a fountain sealed up.
13.Thy plants are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweet fruits, as camphor, spikenard,
14.Even spikenard, and saffron, calamus, and synamom with all the trees of incense, myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.