¹² His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks, Washed with milk, mounted like jewels.

¹⁵ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves. Beloved

¹ Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, That descend from Mount Gilead.

¹³ There is no creature that is hidden from his sight, but all things are naked and laid open before the eyes of him with whom we have to do.