¹ As a lily among the thorns,

¹³ His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `are' lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

¹ They joy from the wilderness and dry place, And rejoice doth the desert, and flourish as the rose,

² Flourishing it doth flourish, and rejoice, Yea, `with' joy and singing, The honour of Lebanon hath been given to it, The beauty of Carmel and Sharon, They -- they see the honour of Jehovah, The majesty of our God.

⁵ I am as dew to Israel, he flourisheth as a lily, And he striketh forth his roots as Lebanon.

¹¹ Truth from the earth springeth up, And righteousness from heaven looketh out,

¹⁶ My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,

³ I `am' my beloved's, and my beloved `is' mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.

¹⁵ For thus said the high and exalted One, Inhabiting eternity, and holy `is' His name: `In the high and holy place I dwell, And with the bruised and humble of spirit, To revive the spirit of the humble, And to revive the heart of bruised ones,'