Song of Songs 4:9-12 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

NHEB⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁹ You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck. ¹⁰ How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride. How much better is your love than wine. The fragrance of your perfumes than all manner of spices. ¹¹ Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon. ¹² A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.