Solomon’s Praise of His Beloved

• 4 You are beautiful, my beloved, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem,
  • overwhelming as an army with banners .[fn]
• 5 Turn away your eyes from before me, for they overwhelm me.
• Your hair is like a flock of the goats
  • that moves down from Gilead.
  • 6 Your teeth are like a flock of the ewes that have come up from the washing,
• all of them bearing twins,
  • and there is none bereaved among them.
  • 7 Your cheeks behind[fn] your veil are like halves of a pomegranate.