8 I acall you to solemnly swear, O daughters of Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
What will you tell him?
Tell him that bI am sick with love.”
9 “What is your beloved that he is more than any other beloved,
O amost beautiful among women?
What is your beloved that he is more than any other beloved,
That thus you call us to solemnly swear?”
The Bride Extols Her Beloved
10 “My beloved is dazzling and aruddy,
bLifted up as a banner among ten thousand.
11 His head is like gold, fine gold;
His alocks are like clusters of dates
And black as a raven.
12 His aeyes are like doves
Beside streams of water,
Washed in milk,
And sitting in their bsetting.
13 His cheeks are like a abed of spices,
Towers of sweet‑scented herbs;
His lips are blilies
cDripping with liquid myrrh.
14 His hands are rods of gold
Set with aberyl;
His abdomen is a plate of ivory
Inlaid with bsapphires.
15 His legs are pillars of marble
Set on bases of fine gold;
His appearance is like aLebanon
Choice as the bcedars.
16 His amouth is full of sweetness.
And he is wholly bdesirable.
This is my beloved and this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem.”