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.

WEB⁽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 kinds 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 My sister, my bride, is a locked up garden; a locked up spring, a sealed fountain.