Song of Solomon 4:11-13

New Living Translation

¹¹ Your lips are as sweet as nectar, my bride.
    Honey and milk are under your tongue.
Your clothes are scented
    like the cedars of Lebanon.

¹² You are my private garden, my treasure, my bride,
    a secluded spring, a hidden fountain.
¹³ Your thighs shelter a paradise of pomegranates
    with rare spices—
henna with nard,