Song of Songs 5:13-16 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as turrets of sweet perfumes: his lips, like lilies, dropping with fluid myrrh.

Leeser⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹³ His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as turrets of sweet perfumes: his lips, like lilies, dropping with fluid myrrh. ¹⁴ His hands are like wheels of gold beset with the chrysolite: his body, an image made of ivory overlaid with sapphires. ¹⁵ His legs are like pillars of marble, resting upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent like the cedars. ¹⁶ His palate is full of sweets, and every thing in him is agreeable. This is my friend, and this is my beloved, O daughters of Jerusalem.—