Olam 2

We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

While the king <i>sitteth</i> at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

A bundle of myrrh <i>is</i> my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

My beloved <i>is</i> unto me <i>as</i> a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

Behold, thou <i>art</i> fair, my love; behold, thou <i>art</i> fair; thou <i>hast</i> doves' eyes.

Behold, thou <i>art</i> fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed <i>is</i> green.

I <i>am</i> the rose of Sharon, <i>and</i> the lily of the valleys.

As the lily among thorns, so <i>is</i> my love among the daughters.

As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so <i>is</i> my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit <i>was</i> sweet to my taste.

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me <i>was</i> love.