Song of Songs

²I am for my beloved, and my beloved is for me. He pastures among the lilies. ↗

⁴Avert your eyes from me, for they have caused me to fly away. Your hair is like a flock of goats, which have appeared out of Gilead. ↗

⁵Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren. ↗

⁶Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness. ↗

⁷There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number. ↗

⁸One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her. ↗

¹¹I did not understand. My soul was stirred up within me because of the chariots of Amminadab. ↗