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

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

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

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