1 Christ calleth his Church to the participation of all his treasures. 2 She heareth his Voice. 6 She confesseth her nakedness. 10 She praiseth Christ her husband.
6.I opened to my welbeloved: but my welbeloved was gone, and past mine heart was gone when he did speak: I sought him, but I could not find him: I called him, but he answered me not.
10.My welbeloved is white & ruddy, the chiefest of ten thousand.
12.His eyes are like doves upon the rivers of waters, which are washed with milk, and remain by the full vessels.
13.His cheeks are as a bed of spices, and as sweet flowers, and his lips like lilies dropping down pure myrrh.
15.His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance as Lebanón, excellent as the cedars.
16.His mouth is as sweet things, and he is wholly delectable: this is my welbeloved, and this is my lover, ô daughters of Jerusalém.