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1Where has your beloved gone,[#Song 1.8; 5.6]
O fairest among women?
Which way has your beloved turned
that we may seek him with you?
2My beloved has gone down to his garden,[#Song 1.7; 2.1; 4.16; 5.1, 13]
to the beds of spices,
to pasture his flock in the gardens
and to gather lilies.
3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine;[#Song 2.16; 7.10]
he pastures his flock among the lilies.
4You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love,[#v 10 ; Song 1.15]
comely as Jerusalem,
terrible as an army with banners.
5Turn away your eyes from me,[#Song 4.1]
for they overwhelm me!
Your hair is like a flock of goats,
moving down the slopes of Gilead.
6Your teeth are like a flock of ewes[#Song 4.2]
that have come up from the washing;
all of them bear twins,
and not one among them is bereaved.
7Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate[#Song 4.3]
behind your veil.
8There are sixty queens and eighty concubines[#1 Kings 11.3; Song 1.3]
and maidens without number.
9My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,[#Gen 30.13; Song 2.14; 5.2]
the darling of her mother,
flawless to her who bore her.
The maidens saw her and called her happy;
the queens and concubines praised her.
10“Who is this that looks forth like the dawn,[#v 4]
fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
terrible as an army with banners?”
11I went down to the nut orchard[#Song 7.12]
to look at the blossoms of the valley,
to see whether the vines had budded,
whether the pomegranates were in bloom.
12Before I was aware, my desire set me
in a chariot beside my prince.
13Return, return, O Shulammite![#Gen 32.2; Judg 21.21; #6.13 7.1 in Heb]
Return, return, that we may look upon you.
Why should you look upon the Shulammite,
as upon a dance before two armies?