Add parallel Print Page Options

13 His cheeks are like a (A)bed of spices,
Towers of sweet-scented herbs;
His lips are (B)lilies
(C)Dripping with liquid myrrh.

Read full chapter

Your navel is like a round basin
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Encircled with lilies.

Read full chapter

I will be like the (A)dew to Israel;
He will flourish like the (B)lily,
And he will [a]take root like the cedars of (C)Lebanon.

Read full chapter

Footnotes

  1. Hosea 14:5 Lit strike his roots