Song of Solomon 5:9-12

⁹What is thy beloved above any beloved, O fair among women? What is thy beloved above any beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?

¹⁰My beloved is clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!

¹¹His head is pure gold — fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,

¹²His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.