LITV(i)
11 Your lips, My spouse, drip like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue. And the scent of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
12 A locked garden is My sister, My spouse; a rock heap locked up, a sealed fountain.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates with excellent fruits, with henna and spikenard;
14 spikenard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon; with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes; with all the chief balsam spices;