H9022–ךְ–khe

Blessed art thou, O land, when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due season, for strength, and not for drunkenness!

שֶׁמַּלְכֵּ֖ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”וְשָׂרַ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”

If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

גְּדִיֹּתַ֔יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

לְחָיַ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”צַוָּארֵ֖ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

עֵינַ֥יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

מַרְאַ֔יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”קוֹלֵ֑ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”קוֹלֵ֥ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”וּמַרְאֵ֥יךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

עֵינַ֣יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”לְצַמָּתֵ֑ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”שַׂעְרֵךְ֙ (ךְ֙) Kh “your”

Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.

שִׁנַּ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”

Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

שִׂפְתֹתַ֔יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”וּמִדְבָּרֵ֖יךְ (ךְ) kh “your”רַקָּתֵ֔ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”לְצַמָּתֵֽךְ׃ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

צַוָּארֵ֔ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

שָׁדַ֛יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

כֻּלָּ֤ךְ (ךְ) kh “you”

Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

מֵעֵינַ֔יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”מִצַּוְּרֹנָֽיִךְ׃ (ךְ) kh “your”

How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

דֹדַ֖יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”דֹדַ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”שְׁמָנַ֖יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

שִׂפְתוֹתַ֖יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”לְשׁוֹנֵ֔ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”שַׂלְמֹתַ֖יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

שְׁלָחַ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”

What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?

דּוֹדֵ֣ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”דּוֹדֵ֣ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

דּוֹדֵ֔ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”דוֹדֵ֔ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

עֵינַ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”שַׂעְרֵךְ֙ (ךְ֙) Kh “your”

Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

שִׁנַּ֙יִךְ֙ (ךְ֙) kh “your”

As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

רַקָּתֵ֔ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”לְצַמָּתֵֽךְ׃ (ךְ) kh “your”

How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

פְעָמַ֛יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”יְרֵכַ֔יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

שָׁרְרֵךְ֙ (ךְ֙) Kh “your”בִּטְנֵךְ֙ (ךְ֙) Kh “your”

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

שָׁדַ֛יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”

Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

צַוָּארֵ֖ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”עֵינַ֜יִךְ (ךְ) kh “your”אַפֵּךְ֙ (ךְ֙) Kh “your”

Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

רֹאשֵׁ֤ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”רֹאשֵׁ֖ךְ (ךְ) kh “your”