So he came near and kissed him, and he smelled the smell of his garments and blessed him and said, “Ah, the smell of my son is like the smell of a field that the Lord has blessed.
I come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I gather my myrrh with my spice; I eat my honeycomb with my honey; I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, drink, and be drunk with love.