Song of Solomon 6:1-9 ▼

1 Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.

2 My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens and to gather lilies.

3 I belong to my beloved and he belongs to me; he pastures his flock among the lilies.

4 You are as beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.

5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down from Gilead.

6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing; each has its twin, and not one of them is lost.

7 Your brow behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate.

8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and maidens without number,

9 but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the favorite of the mother who bore her. The maidens see her and call her blessed; the queens and concubines sing her praises.