Song of Solomon 6:3–4

3 I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;

he browses among the lilies.

4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,

as lovely as Jerusalem,

as majestic as troops with banners.

3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine:

He feedeth among the lilies.

4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah,

Comely as Jerusalem,

Terrible as an army with banners.

3 I am my lover’s, and my lover is mine.

He browses among the lilies.

4 You are beautiful, my darling,

like the lovely city of Tirzah.

Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem,

as majestic as an army with billowing banners.

3 I am my beloved’s,

And my beloved is mine.

He feeds his flock among the lilies.

4 O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,

Lovely as Jerusalem,

Awesome as an army with banners!

3 I belong to my lover,

and my lover belongs to me.

He feeds among the lilies.

4 My darling, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah,

as lovely as the city of Jerusalem,

like an army flying flags.

3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine:

He feedeth his flock among the lilies.

4 Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah,

Comely as Jerusalem,

Terrible as an army with banners.

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

4 Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners:

3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. 

He is the one who grazes his flock among the lilies. 

4 You are beautiful, my true love, like Tirzah, 

lovely like Jerusalem, 

awe-inspiring like those great cities.

3 I am my love’s and my love is mine;

he feeds among the lilies.

4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,

lovely as Jerusalem,

awe-inspiring as an army with banners.

3 I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine;

he pastures his flock among the lilies.

4 You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love,

comely as Jerusalem,

terrible as an army with banners.

3 I belong to my beloved and my beloved belongs to me;

he pastures his flock among the lilies.

4 You are beautiful, my beloved, as Tirzah,

lovely as Jerusalem,

overwhelming as an army with banners.

3 I belong to my love, and he belongs to me.

He’s eating among the lilies.”

The king says,

4 “My love, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah.

You are as lovely as Jerusalem.

You are as majestic as troops carrying their banners.

3 “I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine,

He who pastures his flock among the lilies.”

4 “You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,

As lovely as Jerusalem,

As awesome as an army with banners.