² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices,
to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine:
he feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah,
comely as Jerusalem,
terrible as an army with banners.

² My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices,
to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
³ I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine:
he feedeth among the lilies.

⁴ Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah,
comely as Jerusalem,
terrible as an army with banners.