Song of Solomon 4:11-13

World English Bible

¹¹ Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb.
    Honey and milk are under your tongue.
    The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
¹² My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden;
    a locked up spring,
    a sealed fountain.
¹³ Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits,
    henna with spikenard plants,