Song of Songs 4:10-12

New International Reader's Version

¹⁰ My bride, your love is so delightful.
    My sister, your love makes me happier than wine does.
    Your perfume smells better than any spice.
¹¹ Your lips are as sweet as honey, my bride.
    Milk and honey are under your tongue.
    Your clothes smell like the cedar trees in Lebanon.
¹² My bride, you are like a garden that is locked up.
    My sister, you are like a spring of water that has a fence around it.
    You are like a fountain that is sealed up.