Song of Solomon 6:4 WBT

²  My beloved is gone down into 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 among the lilies.

⁴  Thou [art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as [an army] with banners.

⁵  Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair [is] as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

⁶  Thy teeth [are] as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, of which every one beareth twins, and [there is] not one barren among them.