My Beloved’s dazzling
And there’s no one quite like Him,
Distinguished among ten thousand.
That’s the One I have found.
And there’s no one quite like Him,
Distinguished among ten thousand.
That’s the One I have found.
His head is the finest gold;
Yet of Him is still untold;
His eyes are like the dove’s eyes,
This is My Beloved.
He has cheeks like a bed of spices,
And His lips like pure lilies,
His legs are pillars of marble,
He’s the most desirable.
And His lips like pure lilies,
His legs are pillars of marble,
He’s the most desirable.
His appearance like Lebanon,
As the cedars excellent.
His mouth is sweetness itself,
That’s my Beloved and friend.