Song of Solomon 6:4 WEB

²  My beloved has 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 browses among the lilies,

⁴  You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem, Awesome as an army with banners.

⁵  Turn away your eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

⁶  Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which have come up from the washing; Of which every one has twins; None is bereaved among them.