Song of Solomon 6:1–13
6 Where has your beloved gone,
aO fairest among women?
Where has your beloved turned aside,
That we may seek him with you?
2 My beloved has gone to his bgarden,
To the beds of spices,
To feed his flock in the gardens,
And to gather lilies.
3 cI am my beloved’s,
And my beloved is mine.
He feeds his flock among the lilies.
Praise of the Shulamite’s Beauty
The Beloved
4 O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah,
Lovely as Jerusalem,
Awesome as an army with banners!
5 Turn your eyes away from me,
For they have 1overcome me.
Your hair is dlike a flock of goats
Going down from Gilead.
6 eYour teeth are like a flock of sheep
Which have come up from the washing;
Every one bears twins,
And none is 2barren among them.
7 fLike a piece of pomegranate
Are your temples behind your veil.
And eighty concubines,
And gvirgins without number.
9 My dove, my hperfect one,
Is the only one,
The only one of her mother,
The favorite of the one who bore her.
The daughters saw her
And called her blessed,
The queens and the concubines,
And they praised her.
10 Who is she who looks forth as the morning,
Fair as the moon,
Clear as the sun,
iAwesome as an army with banners?
11 I went down to the garden of nuts
To see the verdure of the valley,
jTo see whether the vine had budded
And the pomegranates had bloomed.
My soul had made me
As the chariots of 3my noble people.
13 Return, return, O Shulamite;
Return, return, that we may look upon you!
The Shulamite
What would you see in the Shulamite—
As it were, the dance of 4the two camps?