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

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

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

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