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Cantares 4,1-16
Chapter IIII.
1 Christ setteth forth the graces of the Church. 8 He sheweth his loue to her. 16 The Church prayeth to be made fit for his presence.
1 [ Son_1:15; Son_5:12.] Behold, thou art faire, my loue, behold thou art faire, thou hast doues eyes within thy lockes: thy haire is as a [ Son_6:5-6.] flocke of goats, [ Or, that eate of, etc.] that appeare from mount Gilead.
2 Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe that are euen shorne, which came vp from the washing: whereof euery one beare twinnes, and none is barren among them.
3 Thy lips are like a threed of scarlet, and thy speach is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy lockes.
4 Thy necke is like the tower of Dauid builded for an armorie, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mightie men.
5 [ Son_7:3.] Thy two breasts, are like two yong Roes, that are twinnes, which feed among the lillies.
[The beautie of the Church.]
6 [ Son_2:17 .] Untill the day [ Hebrew: breathe.] breake, and the shadowes flee away, I will get mee to the mountaines of myrrhe, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 [ Eph_5:27 .] Thou art all faire, my loue, there is no spot in thee.
8 Come with me from Lebanon (my spouse,) with me from Lebanon: looke from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir [ Deu_3:9 .] and Hermon, from the Lions dennes, from the mountaines of the Leopards.
9 Thou hast [ Or, taken away my heart.] rauished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast rauished my heart, with one of thine eyes, with one chaine of thy necke.
10 How faire is thy loue, my sister, [ Son_1:2 .] my spouse! how much better is thy loue then wine! and the smell of thine oyntments then all spices!
11 Thy lips, O my spouse! drop as the hony combe: hony and milke are vnder thy tongue, and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.
12 A garden [ Hebrew: barred.] inclosed is my sister, my spouse: a spring shut vp, a fountaine sealed.
13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits, [ Or, Cypres.] Camphire, with Spikenaed,
14 Spikenard and Saffron, Calamus and Cynamom, with all trees of Frankincense, Mirrhe and Aloes, with all the chiefe spices.
15 A fountaine of gardens, a well of liuing waters, and streames from Lebanon.
16 Awake, O Northwinde, and come thou South, blow vpon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out: let my beloued come into his garden, and eate his pleasant fruits.