1 Where has your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? where has your beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with you.
2 My beloved has gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feeds his flock among the lilies.
4 You are beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.