9 And when he had opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of them that were slain for the word of God, and for the testimony which they held:
10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
11 And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season, until their fellowservants also and their brethren, that should be killed as they were, should be fulfilled.
1How beautiful art thou, my love, how beautiful art thou! thy eyes are doves' eyes, besides what is hid within. Thy hair is as flocks of goats, which come up from mount Galaad.
2Thy teeth as flocks of sheep, that are shorn, which come up from the washing, all with twins, and there is none barren among them.
3Thy lips are as a scarlet lace: and thy speech sweet. Thy cheeks are as a piece of a pomegranate, besides that which lieth hid within.
4Thy neck, is as the tower of David, which is built with bulwarks: a thousand bucklers hang upon it, all the armour of valiant men.
5Thy two breasts like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6Till the day break, and the shadows retire, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7Thou art all fair, O my love, and there is not a spot in thee.
8Come from Libanus, my spouse, come from Libanus, come: thou shalt be crowned from the top of Amana, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the dens of the lions, from the mountains of the leopards.
9Thou hast wounded my heart, my sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded my heart with one of thy eyes, and with one hair of thy neck.
10How beautiful are thy breasts, my sister, my spouse! thy breasts are more beautiful than wine, and the sweet smell of thy ointments above all aromatical spices.
11Thy lips, my spouse, are as a dropping honeycomb, honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments, as the smell of frankincense.
12My sister, my spouse, is a garden enclosed, a garden enclosed, a fountain sealed up.
13Thy plants are a paradise of pomegranates with the fruits of the orchard. Cypress with spikenard.
14Spikenard and saffron, sweet cane and cinnamon, with all the trees of Libanus, myrrh and aloes with all the chief perfumes.
15The fountain of gardens: the well of living waters, which run with a strong stream from Libanus.
16Arise, O north wind, and come, O south wind, blow through my garden, and let the aromatical spices thereof flow.