Song of Solomon 6:2-5

²My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.

⁴Fair art thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.

⁵Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair is as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,