Song of Solomon 6

¹Whither is thy beloved gone,

²My beloved is gone down to his garden,

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

⁴Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah,

⁵Turn away thine eyes from me,

⁶Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes,

⁷Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate

⁸There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,

⁹My dove, my undefiled, is but one;

¹⁰Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,

¹¹I went down into the garden of nuts,

¹²Before I was aware, my soul set me

¹³Return, return, O Shulammite;