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TWOT Reference: 410a
Strong's Number H1730 matches the Hebrew דּוֹד (dôḏ),
which occurs 39 times in 32 verses in 'Sng'
in the WLC Hebrew.
Oh, that he would kiss me with the kisses of his mouth!
For your caresses[fn] are more delightful than wine.
Take me with you — let’s hurry.
Oh, that the king would bring[fn] me to his chambers.
We will rejoice and be glad in you;
we will celebrate your caresses more than wine.
It is only right that they adore you.
Like an apricot[fn] tree among the trees of the forest,
so is my love among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
Listen! My love is approaching.
Look! Here he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
My love is like a gazelle
or a young stag.
See, he is standing behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.
How delightful your caresses are, my sister, my bride.
Your caresses are much better than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam.
Awaken, north wind;
come, south wind.
Blow on my garden,
and spread the fragrance of its spices.
Let my love come to his garden
and eat its choicest fruits.
I was sleeping, but my heart was awake.
A sound! My love was knocking!
Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove, my perfect one.
For my head is drenched with dew,
my hair with droplets of the night.
I rose to open for my love.
My hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh
on the handles of the bolt.
Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you,
if you find my love,
tell him that I am lovesick.
What makes the one you love better than another,
most beautiful of women?
What makes him better than another,
that you would give us this charge?
His mouth is sweetness.
He is absolutely desirable.
This is my love, and this is my friend,
young women of Jerusalem.
Where has your love gone,
most beautiful of women?
Which way has he[fn] turned?
We will seek him with you.
My love has gone down to his garden,
to beds of spice,
to feed in the gardens
and gather lilies.
Let’s go early to the vineyards;
let’s see if the vine has budded,
if the blossom has opened,
if the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my caresses.
The mandrakes give off a fragrance,
and at our doors is every delicacy,
both new and old.
I have treasured them up for you, my love.
Who is this coming up from the wilderness,
leaning on the one she loves?
I awakened you under the apricot tree.
There your mother conceived you;
there she conceived and gave you birth.
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