Song of Solomon 6:2-4

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

² I to my beloved, and my beloved to me, who feedeth among the lilies.

³ Thou art beautiful, O my love, sweet and comely as Jerusalem: terrible as an army set in array.

⁴ Turn away thy eyes from me, for they have made me flee away. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from Galaad.