Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze his flock in the gardens and gather lilies. I belong to my beloved, and my beloved belongs to me. He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies.


I've come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I've gathered my myrrh with my spices. I've eaten my honeycomb with my honey. I've drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink and become drunk with love.

My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze his flock in the gardens and gather lilies.

I went down to the walnut orchard, to look at the green sprouts in the valley, to see whether the vine had budded, whether the pomegranates had blossomed.


Awake, north wind, and come, south wind. Make my garden breathe out, let its fragrance flow. Let my beloved come into his garden, and let him eat its choicest fruits.

My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze his flock in the gardens and gather lilies.