Song.5.13

His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

Song.5.13

His face is rugged, his beard smells like sage, His voice, his words, warm and reassuring.

Song.5.13

His cheeks are like beds of spice yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh.

Song.5.13

His cheeks are like a bed of spices, Banks of scented herbs. His lips are lilies, Dripping liquid myrrh.