Who is this who comes up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved?
Beloved Under the apple tree I awakened you.
There your mother conceived you.
There she was in labor and bore you.
Set me as a seal on your heart, as a seal on your arm; for love is strong as death.
Jealousy is as cruel as Sheol.
Its flashes are flashes of fire, a very flame of the LORD.
Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it.
If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.