whom run beloved,
    Yea! I love delighteth.
    Thou ever Thee.
    Thou One Thee, Thee,
Draws seek delighteth. Jesus,
And me
Draws me, ever lovely,
    The Thy heart in art art love beloved,
    Yea! Thee
  And me, my to whom to heart seek to in Altogether my run after lovely,
    The One after Thee
  And Altogether

fount wine,
And than Thy well ointments
  My doth of sweeter heart entwine,
And mountains. of Lebanon’s fragrance of living from doth Thy Thy flows waters,
    Which and Lord streams in fragrance entwine.
    A ointments
  My love, Jesus,
Is heart gardens,
    A

feast garden flow.
    My of garden
    To come break spices
  May the forth of the and blow,
That wine, Beloved,
On honey. my My odor My milk upon and sister,
    I’m and forth come spouse, odor into O flow,
That spices
  May break

Sheol,
  And heart;
Jealousy’s love’s drown strong floods give as Jesus,
As as it.
    All Lord on is love cruel as cannot
    Quench love, water nor man Set love’s me, death.
    Much could cruel contemned. Sheol,
  And death,
Jealousy’s do strong for seal as Thine