Song of Solomon

¹ “Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, That we may seek him with you?”

² To the beds of spices, To shepherd his flock in the gardens And gather lilies.

³ He who shepherds his flock among the lilies.”

⁴ As lovely as Jerusalem, As majestic as an army with banners.

⁵ For they have overwhelmed me; Your hair is like a flock of goats That have leapt down from Gilead.

⁶ Which have come up from their washing, All of which bear twins, And not one among them has lost her young.

⁷ Behind your veil.

⁸ And maidens without number;

⁹ She is the only one of her mother; She is the pure one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

¹⁰ As beautiful as the full moon, As pure as the sun, As majestic as an army with banners?’

¹¹ To see the blossoms of the valley, To see whether the vine had flourished Or the pomegranates had bloomed.

¹² Among the chariots of my noble people.”

¹³ Come back, come back, that we may behold you!” “Why should you behold the Shulammite, As at the dance of the two companies?