His cheeks are like beds of spice, mounds of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.

他的两腮如香花畦，如香草台；他的嘴唇像百合花，且滴下没药汁。

他的两颊如香花园，如香草台；他的嘴唇像百合花，滴下没药汁。

他的两颊如香花园，如香草台；他的嘴唇像百合花，滴下没药汁。

他的双颊芬芳，犹如种满香草的花圃。他的嘴唇好像百合花，滴下没药汁。

他的两颊如香花畦，又如香草台；他的嘴唇像百合花，滴下没药汁。

他的兩腮如香花畦，如香草臺；他的嘴唇像百合花，且滴下沒藥汁。

他的兩頰如香花園，如香草臺；他的嘴唇像百合花，滴下沒藥汁。

他的兩頰如香花園，如香草臺；他的嘴唇像百合花，滴下沒藥汁。

他的雙頰芬芳，猶如種滿香草的花圃。他的嘴唇好像百合花，滴下沒藥汁。

他的兩頰如香花畦，又如香草臺；他的嘴唇像百合花，滴下沒藥汁。

他的兩腮如香花苗床，如香草臺；他的嘴脣像百合花，滴下沒藥汁。

頰若香花畦、又如香草壟、脣若百合花、且滴沒藥汁、

玉頰芬芳、有如香草、栽於園囿。絳唇若玉薽之嫣媚、吐氣若沒藥之滴瀝。

腮芬芳如香花畦、如盛以香品之寶盒、唇香如百合花、又彷復滴以沒藥之汁、

His cheeks are like beds of spice yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh.

His cheeks are like beds of spice giving off perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh.

His cheeks are like beds of spices, mounds of sweet-smelling herbs. His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh.

His cheeks are like gardens of spices giving off fragrance. His lips are like lilies, perfumed with myrrh.

His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of herbal spices; His lips are lilies Dripping with drops of myrrh.

His cheeks are like a bed of spices, Banks of scented herbs. His lips are lilies, Dripping liquid myrrh.

His cheeks are as a bed of spices, As banks of sweet herbs: His lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.

His cheeks[ are] as a bed of spices,[ as] sweet flowers: his lips[ like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

His cheeks are like garden beds full of balsam trees yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with drops of myrrh.

His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

Your cheeks are beautiful with jewelry, your neck with its necklace.

My love has gone down to his garden, to beds of spice, to feed in the gardens and gather lilies.

I am a wildflower of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

Happy are the people who know the joyful shout; LORD, they walk in the light from your face.

I gave my back to those who beat me, and my cheeks to those who tore out my beard. I did not hide my face from scorn and spitting.

The city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, because the glory of God illuminates it, and its lamp is the Lamb.

Many are asking,“ Who can show us anything good?” Let the light of your face shine on us, LORD.You have put more joy in my heart than they have when their grain and new wine abound.

You are the most handsome of men; grace flows from your lips. Therefore God has blessed you forever.

I have asked one thing from the LORD; it is what I desire: to dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life, gazing on the beauty of the LORD and seeking him in his temple.

Who is this coming up from the wilderness like columns of smoke, scented with myrrh and frankincense from every fragrant powder of the merchant?

They were all speaking well of him and were amazed by the gracious words that came from his mouth; yet they said,“ Isn’t this Joseph’s son?”

Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

I rose to open for my love. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt.

The Lord GOD has given me the tongue of those who are instructed to know how to sustain the weary with a word. He awakens me each morning; he awakens my ear to listen like those being instructed.