11 Thy [a]lips, my Spouse, drop as honeycombs: honey and milk are under thy tongue, and the savor of thy garment is as the savor of Lebanon.

12 My sister, my spouse is as a garden enclosed, as a spring shut up, and a fountain sealed up.

13 Thy plants are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweet fruits, as camphire, spikenard,

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 4:11 Because of thy confession and thanksgiving.

11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
    milk and honey are under your tongue.(A)
The fragrance of your garments
    is like the fragrance of Lebanon.(B)
12 You are a garden(C) locked up, my sister, my bride;(D)
    you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.(E)
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates(F)
    with choice fruits,
    with henna(G) and nard,

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