Song of Songs Chapter 6    

Friends

 ¹ Where has your beloved gone,

 you fairest among women?

 Where has your beloved turned,

 that we may seek him with you?

  Beloved

 ² My beloved has gone down to his garden,

 to the beds of spices,

 to feed in the gardens

 and to gather lilies.

 

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

 He grazes among the lilies.

  Lover

 ⁴ You are beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah,

 lovely as Jerusalem,

 awesome as an army with banners.

 

 ⁵ Turn away your eyes from me,

 for they have overcome me.

 Your hair is like a flock of goats

 that lie along the side of Gilead.

 

 ⁶ Your teeth are like a flock of ewes

 that have come up from the washing,

 of which every one has twins;

 none is bereaved among them.

 

 ⁷ Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate

 behind your veil.

 

 ⁸ There are sixty queens,

 eighty concubines,

 and virgins without number.

 

 ⁹ My dove, my perfect one, is unique.

 She is her mother’s only daughter.

 She is the favorite one of her 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,

 beautiful as the moon,

 clear as the sun

 and awesome as an army with banners?

 

 
¹¹ I went down into the nut tree grove

 to see the green plants of the valley,

 to see whether the vine budded

 and the pomegranates were in flower.

 

 ¹² Without realizing it,

 my desire set me

 with my royal people’s chariots.

  Friends

 ¹³ Return, return, Shulammite!

 Return, return, that we may gaze at you.

Lover

 Why do you desire to gaze at the Shulammite

 as at the dance of Mahanaim?