SONG OF SONGS 6:1-6

¹Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither hath thy beloved turned him, that we may seek him with thee?

²My beloved is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

³I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth his flock among the lilies.

⁴Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

⁵Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.

⁶Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.