Song of Solomon 6:2 ASV

¹  Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?

²  My beloved is 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 feedeth 'his flock' among the lilies,

⁴  Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.