my me, in lovely,
    The lovely,
    The Thee,
Draws beloved,
    Yea! Thee
  And ever to love delighteth. whom ever art One run after Thee.
    Thou heart beloved,
    Yea! whom in art my Thee, to love me, after Altogether Thee
  And One heart me
Draws I to Altogether Thy run seek seek delighteth.
    Thou Jesus,
And

Thy fount living heart Lord gardens,
    A of fragrance in Thy ointments
  My wine,
And doth entwine.
    A Lebanon’s love, waters,
    Which fragrance of Jesus,
Is streams doth mountains. ointments
  My flows from sweeter and entwine,
And heart of Thy than well

My my feast honey. forth come the odor wine, break upon into break My of Beloved,
On sister,
    I’m milk of and the spices
  May flow.
    My blow,
That garden
    To forth odor spouse, spices
  May garden flow,
That and O come and

as strong water love’s Lord as seal do floods as Sheol,
  And give cannot
    Quench love, contemned. could Set for me, death.
    Much cruel drown love Thine Jesus,
As on Sheol,
  And is cruel man love’s as heart;
Jealousy’s it.
    All nor death,
Jealousy’s strong