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The Friends Speak to the Woman

Where has your lover gone,
    most beautiful of women?
Which way did your lover turn?
    We will look for him with you.

The Woman Answers the Friends

My lover has gone down to his garden,
    to the beds of spices,
to feed in the gardens
    and to gather lilies.
I belong to my lover,
    and my lover belongs to me.
    He feeds among the lilies.

The Man Speaks to the Woman

My darling, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah,
    as lovely as the city of Jerusalem,
    like an army flying flags.
Turn your eyes from me,
    because they excite me too much.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    streaming down Mount Gilead.
Your teeth are white like sheep
    just coming from their bath;
each one has a twin,
    and none of them is missing.
Your cheeks behind your veil
    are like slices of a pomegranate.
There may be sixty queens and eighty slave women
    and so many girls you cannot count them,
but there is only one like my dove, my perfect one.
    She is her mother’s only daughter,
    the brightest of the one who gave her birth.
The young women saw her and called her happy;
    the queens and the slave women also praised her.

The Young Women Praise the Woman

10 Who is that young woman
    that shines out like the dawn?
She is as pretty as the moon,
    as bright as the sun,
    as wonderful as an army flying flags.

The Man Speaks

11 I went down into the orchard of nut trees
    to see the blossoms of the valley,
to look for buds on the vines,
    to see if the pomegranate trees had bloomed.
12 Before I realized it, my desire for you made me feel
    like a prince in a chariot.

The Friends Call to the Woman

13 Come back, come back, woman of Shulam.
    Come back, come back,
    so we may look at you!

The Woman Answers the Friends

Why do you want to look at the woman of Shulam
    as you would at the dance of two armies?

Friends

Where has your beloved(A) gone,
    most beautiful of women?(B)
Which way did your beloved turn,
    that we may look for him with you?

She

My beloved has gone(C) down to his garden,(D)
    to the beds of spices,(E)
to browse in the gardens
    and to gather lilies.
I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;(F)
    he browses among the lilies.(G)

He

You are as beautiful as Tirzah,(H) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,(I)
    as majestic as troops with banners.(J)
Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.(K)
Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.(L)
Your temples behind your veil(M)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.(N)
Sixty queens(O) there may be,
    and eighty concubines,(P)
    and virgins beyond number;
but my dove,(Q) my perfect one,(R) is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.(S)
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

Friends

10 Who is this that appears like the dawn,
    fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
    majestic as the stars in procession?

He

11 I went down to the grove of nut trees
    to look at the new growth in the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
    or the pomegranates were in bloom.(T)
12 Before I realized it,
    my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.[a]

Friends

13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
    come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

He

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite
    as on the dance(U) of Mahanaim?[b]

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 6:12 Or among the chariots of Amminadab; or among the chariots of the people of the prince
  2. Song of Songs 6:13 In Hebrew texts this verse (6:13) is numbered 7:1.