Song of Solomon 6:1–7:13

Whither is thy beloved gone, ^aO thou fairest among women?

Whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.

²My beloved is gone down into ^bhis garden, to the ^cbeds of spices,

To feed in the gardens, and to gather ^dlilies.

^3eI am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine:

He feedeth among the ^dlilies.

⁴Thou art beautiful, O ^fmy love, as ^gTirzah,

^hComely as Jerusalem,

ⁱTerrible as an army ^kwith banners.

⁵Turn away thine eyes from me, for ^||they have overcome me:

^lThy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

^6mThy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing,

Whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

⁷ⁿAs a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

⁸There are ^othreescore queens, and fourscore concubines,

And ^pvirgins without number.

^9qMy dove, ^rmy undefiled is but one;

She is the only one of her mother,

She is the ^schoice one of ^ther that bare her.

^uThe daughters saw her, and blessed her;

Yea, ^othe queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

^10xWho is she that looketh forth as the morning,

Fair as ^ythe moon, ^sclear as ^yzthe sun,

And ⁱterrible as an army with banners?

¹¹I went down into the garden of nuts to see the ^afruits of the valley,

And ^bto see whether the vine flourished, and ^bthe ^cpomegranates ^dbudded.

^12†Or ever I was aware,

My soul ^||made me like the ^echariots of Ammi-nadib.

¹³Return, return, O ^fShulamite;

Return, return, that we may look upon thee.

What will ye see in the Shulamite?

As it were the ^gcompany ^||of two armies.

7How beautiful are ^athy feet with shoes, ^bO prince’s daughter!

The joints of thy thighs are like ^cjewels,

The work of the hands of ^da cunning workman.

²Thy navel is like a round ^egoblet, which wanteth not ^†liquor:

Thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with ^flilies.

^3gThy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

^4hThy neck is as a tower of ivory;

Thine eyes like the fishpools in ⁱHeshbon, by the gate of ^kBath-rabbim:

Thy nose is as ^lthe tower of ^mLebanon which looketh toward ⁿDamascus.

⁵Thine head upon thee is like ^||oCarmel,

And ^pthe hair of thine head like purple;

^qThe king is ^†held in the ^rgalleries.

⁶How fair and how ^spleasant art thou, O love, for ^tdelights!

⁷This thy stature is like to a ^upalm tree,

And thy breasts to ^xclusters of grapes.

⁸I said, I will go up to the ^upalm tree,

I will take hold of the boughs thereof:

Now also thy breasts shall be as ^xclusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy nose like ^yapples;

⁹And ^zthe roof of thy mouth like the best wine

For my beloved, ^athat goeth down ^†sweetly,

Causing the lips ^||of those that are ^basleep to speak.

^10cI am my beloved’s, and his ^ddesire is toward me.

¹¹Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;

Let us lodge in the villages.

¹²Let us get up early to the vineyards;

Let us ^esee if the vine flourish, whether the ^ftender grape ^†appear,

And ^ethe pomegranates bud forth:

There will I give thee my loves.

¹³The ^gmandrakes give a smell,

And at ^hour gates are all manner of ⁱpleasant fruits,

^jNew and old,

Which I have ^klaid up for thee, O my beloved.