Song of Solomon 6

¹Where has your beloved gone , O most beautiful among women ? Where has your beloved turned , that we may seek him with you?

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

³I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies .

⁴You are beautiful as Tirzah , my love , lovely as Jerusalem , awesome as an army with banners .

⁵Turn away your eyes from me , for they overwhelm me— Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead .

⁶Your teeth are like a flock of ewes that have come up from the washing ; all of them bear twins ; not one among them has lost its young .

⁷Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil .

⁸There are sixty queens and eighty concubines , and virgins without number .

⁹My dove , my perfect one , is the only one , the only one of her mother , pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed ; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.

¹⁰Who is this who looks down like the dawn , beautiful as the moon , bright as the sun , awesome as an army with banners ?

¹¹I went down to the nut orchard to look at the blossoms of the valley , to see whether the vines had budded , whether the pomegranates were in bloom .

¹²Before I was aware , my desire set me among the chariots of my kinsman , a prince .

¹³Return , return , O Shulammite , return , return , that we may look upon you. Why should you look upon the Shulammite , as upon a dance before two armies ?