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

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

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

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