Song of Solomon 4:11
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Your lips, my bride, drip sweetness like the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the aroma of Lebanon.
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I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved.
and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.
So he came near and kissed him. When Isaac smelled his clothing, he blessed him and said: “Ah, the smell of my son is like the smell of a field that the LORD has blessed.
All your garments are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia; from palaces of ivory the harps make you glad.
Bring your confessions and return to the LORD. Say to Him: “Take away all our iniquity and receive us graciously, that we may present the fruit of our lips.
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon, and your mouth is lovely. Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.
By the time He knows enough to reject evil and choose good, He will be eating curds and honey.
They are more precious than gold, than much pure gold; they are sweeter than honey, than honey from the comb.
Though the lips of the forbidden woman drip honey and her speech is smoother than oil,