Song of Solomon 6:2–13

W²My love has gone down to his garden, ^j

to beds of spice, ^k

to feed in the gardens ^l

and gather lilies. ^m

³I am my love’s and my love is mine; ⁿ

he feeds among the lilies.

M⁴You are as beautiful as Tirzah, ^omy darling,

lovely as Jerusalem,

awe-inspiring as an army with banners. ^p

⁵Turn your eyes away from me,

for they captivate me. ^q

Your hair is like a flock of goats

streaming down from Gilead. ^r

⁶Your teeth are like a flock of ewes

coming up from washing,

each one having a twin,

and not one missing. ^st

⁷Behind your veil, ^u

your brow ^vis like a slice of pomegranate.

⁸There are 60 queens

and 80 concubines ^w

and young women ^xwithout number.

⁹But my dove, ^ymy virtuous one, is unique; ^z

she is the favorite of her mother,

perfect to the one who gave her birth.

Women see her and declare her fortunate; ^a

queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:

Y^b10Who is this ^cdwho shines like the dawn—

as beautiful as the moon,

bright as the sun,

awe-inspiring as an army with banners? ^e

W¹¹I came down to the walnut grove

to see the blossoms of the valley,

to see if the vines were budding ^f

and the pomegranates blooming.

¹²Before I knew it,

my desire put me

among the chariots of my noble people. ^g

Y^13hCome back, come back, Shulammite! ^ij

Come back, come back, that we may look at you!

MWhy are you looking at the Shulammite,

as you look at the dance ^kof the two camps? ^lm